You took me home when the moon was youngnFell asleep before the sun was hungnYou close your eyes before I open minenIt’s 11:30; the train is right on timenI’m loosing sight as the pills go downnYour memory is clearer now and when it all just slips awaynIt’s 11:30; you’re begging me to staynnI’m leaving this town before it’s haunted with the spirit and the monster in the closet is waiting for the lights to go outnYou cut the power line so the monster in my closet has no where else to hidennWell you stay the night “Mrs. Out of sight”nYou’re all I got and it feels so rightnYou take a seat and you take your timenAnd say we have all night and the birds out side will sing our songnnI’m leaving this town before it’s haunted with the spirit and the monster in the closet has is waiting for the lights to turn outnYou cut the power line so the monster in my closet has no where else to hidennA fragile soul the angel’s calling you nI take you home, tonight your going homenA beckoned soulnIn morning you should benForever swimming in my sub electric dreams nnI’m leaving this town because it’s haunted with the spirit and the monster in the closet has is waiting for the lights to go outnYou cut the power line so the monster in my closet has no where else to hidennThis house is haunted, and the monster in my closet is waiting for the lights to turn outnYou cut the power linenSo the monster in my closet has nowhere else to run and hiden