Son of a Gun

Some of us go out west
 Others don't go far
 All alone, looking for something else
 And do you remember what you did?
 Son of a gun
 You don't know how it feels, baby
 Son of a gun
 Darling, it's wearing my down
 Oh, it's wearing me down
 Overgrown, but always underwhelmed
 Before you know it
 You're everyone else
 So real
 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
 (Oooh)
 What are we doing?
 We're disappearing
 God,get me out of this town
 There's something out there
 In the middle of somewhere
 Don't leave me lost
 Where 'll never be found
 Get me out of this town
 Son of a gun