Some of us go our ways Others don't go far All alone I look for something else And it didn't matter what you did Something You don't know how it feels baby Son of a gun Darling it's wearing my down Oh it's wearing me down Well overgrown but was the only one Before you know it you're everyone else Something You don't know how it feels baby What are we doing? We're disappearing God get me out of this town Son of a gun Son of a gun What are we doing? We're disappearing God get me out of this town There's something out there Made up of somewhere Don't leave me off where I'll never be found Get me out of this town Son of a gun