Feel the pressure rise
Hear the whistle blow
Found a ticket of her own accord
To "I don't know"
Packed her heart in a travelling bag
And never said bye bye
Somethings missing in the neighborhood
All the cryin' eyes
I stirred my coffee with the same spoon
To her favorite tune

Gone shootin'
My baby's gone shootin'

Wrap yourself around
Like a second skin
Picked her favorite nag
But she could never win
I took an offer in another town
She took another pill
She was runnin' in overdrive
A victim of overkill
She never made it past the bedroom door
What was she aiming for?

Gone shootin'
She's gone, gone gone gone

Gone shootin'
My baby's gone shootin'
Lil' child
Gone Shootin'
I thought that she wouldn't even know
Gone Shootin
Hey look out, look out, look out, look out!
Gone shootin
She's shootin heroin!

Gone shootin
She's shootin loaded
She's gone, she's gone, she's gone, she's gone
Gone shootin

I'm gonna have to get a gun
Look out, look out
She could have anyone
She sure is loaded

I used to love her so (like a rubber soul)