G G G C x4 

G                                 C 
Ripping my eyelids a little bit wider  
     G                                         C 
Are two prying hands that grew out from my shoulders  
       G             C 
And I can't explain why  
            F        G    C 
but it's hurting my eyes 
G                                           C 
Thick blackened quills springing out of my back 
             G                                  C 
and there's hair in between and in all of the cracks 
       G                  C           F       G 
Of my skin that's grown scaley and yellowish brown  
                       C                         G 
In my mind there's a cloud and it wants to come out 

      G    C F G 
I'm a Monster 
      G    C F G 
I'm a Monster 
      G    C F G 
I'm a Monster 
      G    C F G 
I'm a Monster 

G                       C            F            G 
And my fingers have shriveled and dropped to the dirt 
     G           C          F               G 
And two giant talons have grown where they were 
G                 C            F     G                    C 
I'm starting to think I will never return to my previous form 
                      G 
Which I can't quite recall 
              D 
But i'm not hungry at all 

      G    C F G 
I'm a Monster 
      G    C F G 
I'm a Monster 
      G    C F G 
I'm a Monster 
      G    C F G 
I'm a Monster 

G                  C          F          G 
And I feel the compulsion to dig myself in  
                 C 
So I start on a hole, 
                    G 
like some feverish mole 

      G    C F G 
I'm a Monster 
      G    C F G 
I'm a Monster 
      G    C F G 
I'm a Monster 
      G    C F G 
I'm a Monster