Yeah, the living dead
It waits till the midnight hour to come
And now it is plain to see
But now that I know him I'm not that surprised
Only thing that could bring it back alive, woman
Oh, there's a monster in my closet
I'd kill it but it's already dead
It just sits there and stares at me
Someone's underneath my bed
And it won't let me get any sleep
The wind's knocking at my window
The wind's knocking at my window
Someone's underneath my bed
The wind's knocking at my window
I used to wonder why he looked familiar
I'd kill it but it's already dead
I got a monster in my closet
The whole time the monster was me
I got a monster in my closet
To torture me for the wrong I've done
At first I was scared when I looked at his eyes
I'd kill it but it's already dead
I'm just waiting on the sun to rise
Oh, how I wish that old sun would rise
The wind's knocking at my window
I'd kill it but it's already dead
Then I realized it was a mirror
Someone's underneath my bed
