Going, Going, Gone

When the words that you call your own Have a very very foreign tone And you feel like you're alone And the message that you didn't mean Stops a dirty mouth from coming clean And the right to be obscene Well, I don't think I'm getting nowhere Someone somewhere understands Nearly missing all my marbles This is not a perfect plan And it won't be very long 'Til I'm going going gone And is there really something wrong with me? And if you hide in the meadow maze You'll look back on apathetic days And you'll feel like mayonnaise And the faces that you call your friends Are expecting you to make amends Well, I guess it all depends And it won't be very long 'Til I'm going going gone Yeah, it won't be very long 'Til I'm going going gone And is there really something wrong with me now? Where is all the air for breathing? I'm not leaving until I know Waiting for the resolution, I can't seem to let it go And it won't be very long Gee, it's been a dry September, Mr. Member cryin' out I don't meant to change the subject I just want to shut it out Shut it out, shut it out, shut it out And it won't be very long 'Til I'm going going gone Yeah, it won't be very long 'Til I'm going going gone And is there really something wrong with me now?