Monster Monster

Sick of drinking poison

Sick of worrying

Sick of telling lies

You're just sick of listening

What a bastard child

I have made myself

What a stab

What a missing truth

I hope I can get home to you

What's the use of going it alone?

What's the use of going this alone?

It's you and me

Let's get out of this place

It's you and me

Let's get out of this place

I'm sick of this monster monster!

You've gotta get here!

You've gotta get here!

I'm sick of this monster monster!

You've gotta get here!

You've gotta get here!

We've got to get out, get out

Before things get weird!

Before it gets weird

We've got to get out, get out

Before it gets weirder!

I have made an exit

I have made a home

Among the thorns

And I have given in

I have given in

I have lost respect for me

Can this get any worse?

Can this get any worse?

Before this gets weirder!