She's Gone Songtext
von Chuck Wicks

She′s a rapid fire coming down a one way target range
She's a first shot, creeping up, hit you just the right way
Take your love, lay it down, shoot a smile as you start to fall
She′s a money down, lose it all, hit you like a wrecking ball

She's gone
Yeah, she's gone
That girl, she′s gone
Yeah, she′s gone

She's a walk through the wet woods, wreckage from the house she burned
She′s a smoke still rising from the ashes from a lesson learned
She's a black leather seat in the summer of muscle car
She′s a fire red lipstick ready to leave her mark


And she's gone
Yeah, she′s gone
She's gone
Yeah, she's gone
Oooh

I guess I should have known it
I should have seen this coming
So I put the blame on me right now

She′s gone
Yeah, she′s gone
She's gone
Yeah, she′s gone

Oooh
Oooh
Oooh

She's a rapid fire coming down a one way target range
She′s a first shot, creeping up, hit you just the right way