She said she needs me like the seed corn needs the rain
She needs me like the coyote tobacco for the pain
She disappears for weeks and then refuses to explain
I'm going home to Arizona on my own
She's got a ring next to the scar that we all share
She got so mad last Christmas that she cut off all her hair
I hate the way her voice sounds like a child's when she's scared
I'm going home to Arizona on my own
Out of sight, always on my mind
Dying light on pinyon pines
I ain't gonna wait till she's skin and bones
I'm going home to Arizona on my own
I am butter, she's God's hot cast-iron griddle
She'll serve you burn up flapjacks that are runny in the middle
Says that's how she learned to make them back when she was little
I'm going home to Arizona on my own
She's like biting the same spot on your lip twice
Occasionally kind, but refuses to be nice
Lonely just don't hurt enough to justify the price
I'm going home to Arizona on my own
Out of sight, always on my mind
Dying light on pinyon pines
I ain't gonna wait till she's skin and bones
I'm going home to Arizona on my own
Out of sight, always on my mind
Only broken love is blind
I ain't gonna wait till she's skin and bones
I'm going home to Arizona on my own
Got a dozen pictures of her on my phone
The only record of the saddest girl I've ever known
Birds of a feather die alone
I'm going home to Arizona on my own
I'm going home to Arizona on my own
I'm going home to Arizona on my own