Sometimes I find
It's like the monsters
Are starting to creep in
Through the windows again

Before they get in
They watch me
Closely
So they know exactly when
To come in and attack
But I'm smarter than that

They should know by now
That I've learnt
How to make them go away
Except maybe they know
That I'm questioning
Not chasing them anymore

Perhaps they think
I'm lonely
So they thought I'd
Welcome them back in
Truth be told
I'm not always sure
Which one of us I
Want to win