Going, Going, Gone Lyrics
[Verse 1]
And you’re
Going, going, gone
You’re going, going, gone
From my car is on the road and rollin’
Rollin’ way beyond the point
Where I can stop this
Stop this crying
You’re not a crocodile
But you’re a lizard with a pointy little tongue
And no holster, no cabinet
[Verse 2]
For you’re going, going, gone
You’re going, going, gone
You don’t believe me
You’re bleeding
You’re razing razor blades from my skin
My skin, my plaster over all these bones and muscle
Out of desperation
You hesitate to stop me
Stop me before I say this convolution
I’m convulsing on the floor
You’rе a murder weapon
Words are wеapons
[Pre-Chorus]
Picturing a street
Of rosy dancers
And it’s dark
I took no chance
I was planned well
Methodical with glancing sideways
There you stand
There you stand
And you are beautiful to me
You’ve always been
Right there
Taking from me
It must feel so unfair
To be right there
And never close to me
[Bridge]
Yeah, then sometimes
I open up to let you see
The darkness
That rots there deep in me
I let you gleam
I lay aside the goods bits for me
Then you rewrite my method
Then you use it all on me
You take it from me
[Chorus]
It’s not that pivotal
Not that important to me
Not my nemesis
Not that unfriendly, but a friend in need
In need of a remedy
A blessing
Here is my wisdom
In one hand
And a pen
And a plan in my hands
In my hands
Is a rifle
[Verse 1]
And you’re
Going, going, gone
You’re going, going, gone
From my car is on the road and rollin’
Rollin’ way beyond the point
Where I can stop this
Stop this crying
You’re not a crocodile
But you’re a lizard with a pointy little tongue
And no holster, no cabinet
[Verse 2]
For you’re going, going, gone
You’re going, going, gone
You don’t believe me
You’re bleeding
You’re razing razor blades from my skin
My skin, my plaster over all these bones and muscle
Out of desperation
You hesitate to stop me
Stop me before I say this convolution
I’m convulsing on the floor
You’re a murder weapon
Words are weapons
[Pre-Chorus]
Picturing a street
Of rosy dancers
And it’s dark
I took no chance
I was planned well
Methodical with glancing sideways
There you stand
There you stand
And you are beautiful to me
You’ve always been
Right there
Taking from me
[Chorus]
It’s not that pivotal
Not that important to me
Not my nemesis
Not that unfriendly, but a friend in need
In need of a remedy
A blessing
Here is my wisdom
In one hand
And a pen
And a plan in my hands
In my hands
Is a rifle