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