I watch how the moon
sits in the sky
On a dark night shining
with the light from the sun
The sun doesn't give
light to the moon
Assuming the moon's
going to owe it one
It makes me think of
how you act to me
You do favors and
then rapidly
You just turn around
and start asking me about
Things you want back from me
I'm sick of the tension
sick of the hunger
Sick of you acting like
I owe you this
Find another place to
feed your greed
While I find a place to rest
I want to be in another place
I hate when you say
you don't understand
You'll see
it's not meant to be
I want to be in the energy
not with the enemy
A place for my head
Maybe someday
I'll be just like you and
Step on people
like you do and
Run away the people
I thought I knew
I remember back then
who you were
You used to be calm
used to be strong
Used to be generous
but you should've known
That you'd wear
out your welcome
Now you see
how quiet it is all alone
I'm so sick of the tension
sick of the hunger
Sick of you acting like
I owe you this
Find another place to
feed your greed
While I find a place to rest
I'm so sick of the tension
sick of the hunger
Sick of you acting like
I owe you this
Find another place to
feed your greed
While I find a place to rest
I want to be in another place
I hate when you say
you don't understand
You'll see
it's not meant to be
I want to be in the energy
not with the enemy
A place for my head
You try to take the
best of me
Go away
You try to take the
best of me
Go away
You try to take the
best of me
Go away
You try to take the
best of me
Go away
You try to take the
best of me
Go away
You try to take the
best of me
Go away
You try to take the
best of me
Go away
You try to take the
best of me
Go away
I want to be in another place
I hate when you say
you don't understand
You'll see
it's not meant to be
I want to be in the energy
not with the enemy
A place for my head
I'm so sick of the tension
sick of the hunger
Sick of you acting like
I owe you this
Find another place to
feed your greed
While I find a place to rest
I'm so sick of the tension
sick of the hunger
Sick of you acting like
I owe you this
Find another place to
feed your greed
While I find a place to rest