There's a monster under my bed
I can hear him getting drunk on all the things I wish I'd said
And all the promises I've made to myself in my head
That I can't keep now I can't sleep
He says 'man you've really f*cked up
So many times I'm having trouble keeping up'
So I crawl under the covers
Searching around among pathways of the past that blindly lead
Somewhere between what I say and what I mean
Where I am and where I've been what it is and what it seems
Where I'll go and what I'll do and how to say things that are true
There's a monster under my bed
He lies there an regurgitates stories that I've read
About people far away who got bombs falling on their heads
Who go to sleep with nothing to eat
He says 'you don't deserve what you have
How can you be resting when there's so much goddamn suffering
I crawl under the covers
Searching around for any kind of justification
Somewhere between what I say and what I mean
Where I am and where I've been what it is and what it seems
Where I'll go and what I'll do and how to say things that are true
Oh I'm sure there's a monster there
Could you come and take a look I need to know somebody cares
Come and tell me that the same things make you scared