I watched the clouds roll in and I watched the fire burn out
Lines drawn in the sand get swept away by doubt
There’s nothing left to give, it’s all so intertwined
I carved your name into a tree someplace you’ll never find

I’m so tired of running
I’m so tired of being afraid
Things that I was scared of when you turned out the light
It’s a different kind of monster out tonight

I tried to make myself small enough to fit inside your world
Slicing bits of flesh and skin until I all but disappeared
Then I was ashamed of the damage you had done
So I wrapped my scars in gossamer so you couldn’t see the blood

I’m so tired of running
I’m so tired of being afraid
Things that I was scared of when you turned out the light
It’s a different kind of monster out tonight

I didn’t know what to say to you on the night your mother died
Taste of copper in my mouth from biting on my pride
It’s too late to know now if it was just a souvenir
But I kept holding on, out of love and out of fear

I’m so tired of running
I’m so tired of being afraid
Things that I was scared of when you turned out the light
It’s a different kind of monster out tonight
It’s a different kind of monster out tonight
These are different kinds of monsters