Welcome in. It won't be here too much longer.
She says over a glass of wine.
Or would you care for something a little stronger?
Walls like cellophane holding time.
This paint and this plaster,
This patchwork contraption,
Some child could have dreamt up.
Let's poor smoke down its cracks
And feel the warmth up our backs
Cuz it's better than feeling enough
And I know what you're thinking
Maybe I've been drinking
And I don't have the answers
But I'm not a Monster
No I'm not a Monster
I'm not a Monster
I'm not a Monster
That's enough, he wants her to see it
Sipping, drinking, making time
It might seem like we're all getting on here
Old rocks and older tides
This pointless enrapture
Yourself and its captor
All you've seen never looking up
Let's catch ourselves thinking
And be damned all the ruin
Cuz that's better than giving up
And what good is this heart if tonight we don't
Looking for the answers
And a dance with out Monsters
Dance with our Monsters
Dance with our Monsters
Dance with our Monsters
Dance with our Monsters
Dance with our Monsters
Dance with our Monsters
Dance with our Monsters