You packed up your bags and left home
About two years ago and I know that
I'm bein' selfish, it's probably stupid
Hopin' that you'll come around
But I've been runnin' from somethin'
That I don't know that I can get away from
You were always better than me
At fighting the Monsters off
Why is it so hard to tell somebody
A four letter word that describes them so easily
I was never much good at expressing my thoughts
Outside of ink and paper
But I've been runnin' from somethin'
That I don't know that I can get away from
You were always better than me
At fighting the Monsters off
I feel it creepin' through my fingers, up my spine
And I know I can't hide, they might get me this time
I've been runnin' from somethin'
That I don't know that I can get away from
You were always better than me
At fighting the Monsters off
I feel it creepin' through my fingers, up my spine
And I know I can't hide, they might get me this time
Feel it creepin' through my fingers, up my spine
And I know I can't hide, they might get me
I'll keep fighting the monsters off
I'll keep fighting the monsters off
I'll keep fighting the monsters off
(You were always better than me)
Oh, I'll keep fighting the monsters off
(At fighting the monsters off)
