Something Subordinate

The moon is brighter tonight
You put me down for
Your heart to die for
To sacrifice
You left me philosophical
The faster, the faster this happens
That we get out of here, that you get out of there
Then we could have more
You're hard to die for
And I'm to die for
And you're not home
But sometimes you're laughing
And others you're capping
Enough of this suffering
Why don't you get off it
Sometimes it's not like you have a choice
Isn't this what you asked for
But look at you now
You're on top of the moon, baby
The hours are dying
The sun is rising
The day is settling
The hour of pretending
Upon what's an illusion
You're fixing what I don't
You're happy but I'm not
I'm your favorite cowboy
The taste of my sour void
And I'm not here
And you're not her
We disappeared into her skin