two headed monster

we've all got monsters

underneath our bed

i know your closet

full of skeletons

it must be lonely

living in your head

so how did you get under my skin again?

every time i let you in

i watched you walk away

now and then i wonder if i saw you

what i'd say

maybe i was too young

maybe you were too stubborn

baby

our kind of love

is a two headed monster

maybe you had in hard

maybe i made it harder

baby

our kind of love

is a two headed monster

we've all got demons

sitting on our back

it's hard to see them

when they're your better half

no one ever came close to you

and i don't know if i'm over you

why do i keep thinking what if" again?