I watch how the Moon sits in the sky / in the 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