She's Gone

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 ballShe's gone, yeah she's gone

That girl, she's gone, yeah she's goneShe'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 markAnd she's gone, yeah she's gone

She's gone, yeah she's goneOhI guess I should have known it

I should have seen this coming

So I put the blame on me right nowShe's gone, yeah she's gone

That girl, she's gone, yeah she's goneOh oh ohShe's a rapid fire coming down a one way target range

She's a first shot creeping up hit you just a right way

Songwriters

JEFFREY EAST, BRETT TYLER, CHUCK WICKSPublished by

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.