Gone Lyrics - The Cult

So your anger didn't carry you too far 

What'd you expect anyway? 

There's no patience left, your shattered little self 

You haven't got a fucking thing to say 

High on your own 

Gone motherfucker 

Fucking stoned, yeah 

Rain on your back, the wind in your face 

You're spinnin 'round, going nowhere 

Sweet dreams of her, she left you alone 

You wasted it this time, my friend 

High on your own, yeah 

Gone motherfucker 

Fucking stoned, yeah 

My friends and I used to mess about in the park 

We were only fourteen, yeah 

I later understood about my attitude 

I never thought I'd get that gone 

High on your own, yeah 

Gone motherfucker 

Fucking stoned, whoa 

High, high 

Stoned, yeah 

Come on nasty person 

On your own, yeah