Feel the pressure rise   Hear the whistle blow   Found a ticket on her own accord   That I don't know   Packed her heart in a traveling bag   And never said bye bye   Something's missing in the neighborhood   All the cryin' eyes   I stirred my coffee with the same spoon   Do a favorite tune      Gone shootin'   My baby's gone shootin'      Wrap yourself around   Like a second skin   backed her favorite nag   But she could never win   I took her number in another town   She took another pill   She was running in overdrive   Up until my overkill   She never made it passed the bedroom door   What was she aiming for?      Gone shootin'   She's gone, gone gone gone      Gone shootin'   My baby's gone shootin'   Gone shootin'   Got everything you could ever want   She's gone, gone gone gone, she's gone   Gone shootin'