Under My Bed
You slash me and stab me
A smile on your face
You rip out my heart
Just to watch how it breaks
You choose me to use me
And take out your pain
Your mistakes put me in my grave
How am I supposed to feel when no one's keepin' track of me?
Stitches where my wounds will heal
A scar that has your memory
I keep the eyes in the back of my head open 24-7, remembering
Darker days, the Devil's real
I've been to Hell and back again
Help
There's a monster under my bed (Ha-ha-ha-ha)
And I think that he might want me dead
He said, if I let him go I'll regret
All of the damage he's done to my head
Help
There's a monster under my bed
And I think that he might want me dead
He said, if I let him go I'll regret
All of the damage he's done to my head
My bones won't stop breaking
You're throwing me stones
My teardrops are bloody
I'm here all alone
Your words are a sickness
They're stuck to my soul
On my own, with your lonely soul
How am I supposed to feel when no one's keepin' track of me?
Stitches where my wounds will heal
A scar that has your memory
I keep the eyes in the back of my head open 24-7
Remembering, darker days, the Devil's real
I've been to Hell and back again
Help
There's a monster under my bed (Ha-ha-ha-ha)
And I think that he might want me dead
He said, if I let him go I'll regret
All of the damage he's done to my head
Help
There's a monster under my bed
And I think that he might want me dead
He said, if I let him go I'll regret
All of the damage he's done to my head
A smile on your face
You rip out my heart
Just to watch how it breaks
You choose me to use me
And take out your pain
Your mistakes put me in my grave
How am I supposed to feel when no one's keepin' track of me?
Stitches where my wounds will heal
A scar that has your memory
I keep the eyes in the back of my head open 24-7, remembering
Darker days, the Devil's real
I've been to Hell and back again
Help
There's a monster under my bed (Ha-ha-ha-ha)
And I think that he might want me dead
He said, if I let him go I'll regret
All of the damage he's done to my head
Help
There's a monster under my bed
And I think that he might want me dead
He said, if I let him go I'll regret
All of the damage he's done to my head
My bones won't stop breaking
You're throwing me stones
My teardrops are bloody
I'm here all alone
Your words are a sickness
They're stuck to my soul
On my own, with your lonely soul
How am I supposed to feel when no one's keepin' track of me?
Stitches where my wounds will heal
A scar that has your memory
I keep the eyes in the back of my head open 24-7
Remembering, darker days, the Devil's real
I've been to Hell and back again
Help
There's a monster under my bed (Ha-ha-ha-ha)
And I think that he might want me dead
He said, if I let him go I'll regret
All of the damage he's done to my head
Help
There's a monster under my bed
And I think that he might want me dead
He said, if I let him go I'll regret
All of the damage he's done to my head
Credits
Writer(s): Ellise Mariana Gitas
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