Sedona I told you I'd never come back
The people on my lips, they don't belong here
And the chalk on the walls does not exist
And my mind clears to see it, to see it
Stow away, oh stow away again
And why would you run
Why would you run with the one
Why would you run
Why would you run with the one
Who paints with black
Who paints with black
Who paints with black
Oh no
The wind won't resist me, my lips are cracked
The streets that I knew have run me ragged again
And the rocks and the dirt served are not there
And you stow away, you stow away
And why would you run
Why would you run with the one
Why would you run
Why would you run with the one
Who paints with black
Who paints with black
Who paints with black
Oh no
Sedona, I thought I told ya
Oh Sedona, I thought I told ya
Sedona, I thought I told ya
Oh Sedona, I thought I told ya
And here's to you and your greed
Hold on to the things you stole from me, for me
Sedona I told ya I'd never come back, no
The people on my lips, they don't belong here
And oh the chalk on the walls does not exist
I swear it exists
And you stow away, you stow away
And why would you run
Why would you run with the one
Why would you run
Why would you run with the one
Who paints with black
Who paints with black
Who paints with black
Oh no