She's Gone - Chuck Wicks
She's a rapid fire coming down a one way target range
She's a first shot creeping up hit you just a 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 a right way
