Sedona, AZ

Train yards Junk yards Graveyards, I'm in Sedona, Arizona Drunken with my friends Riding in a Benz Woke up on a couch I'm in the wrong house And my mouth's dry I'm taking me a drink I'm puking in the sink I wonder why I ever ever wrote those songs down And now that I'm lost It could've been me It could be the moon But as soon as it was through I thought of you And all the things that you do But I'm in the wrong house Stars misaligned Just give it time, and you'll be fine Just give it time So many valleys And I know that I've changed Did you change Shit, we should go by new names, then We should go by new names Now some of us are working Some of us are sleeping all the time Some of us are hurting Some of us are eating, give me what's mine Feast for the famine No food on the table No job guaranteed No food for the able, tell me one time She's a pale rider Brought hell behind her Purple, turquoise, yellow, red She's a pale rider Brought hell behind her Sedona, Arizona Sedona, Arizona And I know that I've changed Did you change Shit, we should go by new names, then We should go by new names We should go by new names Sedona, Arizona