Chorus:
Cm
I’m friends with the monster
A#G#
That’s under my bed,
CmA#G#
Get along with the voices inside of my head.
Cm
You’re trying to save me;
A#G#
Stop holding your breath.
Cm
And you think I’m crazy,
A#G#
Yeah, you think I’m crazy.
CmA#
I wanted the fame, but not the cover of Newsweek.
G#
Oh, well, guess beggars can’t be choosy.
CmA#
Wanted to receive attention for my music,
G#
Wanted to be left alone in public.
Cm
Excuse me for wanting my cake and eat it too
A#
And wanting it both ways.
G#
Fame made me a balloon ’cause my ego inflated
CmA#
When I blew, see, but it was confusing
G#
’Cause all I wanted to do’s be the Bruce Lee of loose-leaf.
CmA#G#
Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam.
G#
Ooh! Hit the lottery, ooh wee,
CmA#
But with what I gave up to get was bittersweet.
G#
It was like winning a huge meet.
CmA#
Ironic, ’cause I think I’m getting so huge I need a shrink.
G#
I’m beginning to lose sleep. One sheep, two sheep…
CmA#
Going cuckoo and cooky as Kool Keith.
G#
But I’m actually weirder than you think ’cause I…
Chorus:
Cm
I’m friends with the monster
A#G#
That’s under my bed,
CmA#G#
Get along with the voices inside of my head.
Cm
You’re trying to save me;
A#G#
Stop holding your breath.
Cm
And you think I’m crazy,
A#G#
Yeah, you think I’m crazy.
Cm
Well, that’s nothing.
A#G#
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
Cm
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
A#G#
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, oh.
Cm
Well, that’s nothing.
A#G#
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
Cm
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
A#G#
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh.
Cm
Uh-oh, uh-oh.
Cm
No, I ain’t much of a poet
A#G#
But I know somebody once told me to seize the moment
G#
And don’t squander it,
Cm
’Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow.
A#
So I keep conjuring.
G#
Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from.
CmA#
(Yeah, ponder it. And do you want this?
G#
No wonder you losing your mind, the way it wanders.)
Cm
Yodel-odel-ay-ee-hoo.
A#
I think you’ve been wandering off down
G#
Yonder and stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen,
CmA#G#
’Cause I need an interventionist to intervene between me and this monster
CmA#
And save me from myself and all this conflict,
G#
’Cause the very thing that I love’s killing me and I can’t conquer it.
CmA#
My OCD’s conking me in the head.
G#
Keep knocking, nobody’s home. I’m sleepwalking.
CmA#
I’m just relaying what the voice in my head saying.
G#
Don’t shoot the messenger. I’m just friends with the…
Chorus:
Cm
I’m friends with the monster
A#G#
That’s under my bed,
CmA#G#
Get along with the voices inside of my head.
Cm
You’re trying to save me;
A#G#
Stop holding your breath.
Cm
And you think I’m crazy,
A#G#
Yeah, you think I’m crazy.
Cm
Well, that’s nothing.
A#G#
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
Cm
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
A#G#
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, oh.
Cm
Well, that’s nothing.
A#G#
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
Cm
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
A#G#
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh.
Cm
Uh-oh, uh-oh.
CmA#
Call me crazy, but I had this vision
G#
One day that I’ll walk amongst you a regular civilian.
Cm
But, until then,
A#G#
Drums get killed, and I’m coming straight at MC’s;
G#
Blood gets spilled. And I
CmA#
Take it back to the days that I get on a Dre track.
G#
Give every kid who got played at
G#
Pumped up feeling
Cm
And shit to say back
A#
To the kids who play ’em.
G#
I ain’t here to save the fucking children,
CmA#
But if one kid out of a hundred million
G#
Who are going through a struggle feels and relates, that’s great.
CmA#
It’s payback, Russell Wilson falling way back
G#Cm
In the draft. Turn nothing into something. Still can make that
A#G#
Straw into gold, chump. I will spin
G#
Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack.
CmA#G#
Maybe I need a straightjacket. Face facts:
G#
I am nuts for real. But I’m okay with that;
G#
It’s nothing. I’m still friends with the…
Chorus:
Cm
I’m friends with the monster
A#G#
That’s under my bed,
CmA#G#
Get along with the voices inside of my head.
Cm
You’re trying to save me;
A#G#
Stop holding your breath.
Cm
And you think I’m crazy,
A#G#
Yeah, you think I’m crazy.
Cm
I’m friends with the monster
A#G#
That’s under my bed, (get along with,)
CmA#G#
Get along with the voices inside of my head.
G#
(You’re tryna,)
Cm
You’re trying to save me;
A#G#
Stop holding your breath.
G#
(And you think,)
Cm
And you think I’m crazy,
A#G#
Yeah, you think I’m crazy.
Cm
Well, that’s nothing.
A#G#
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
Cm
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
A#G#
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, oh.
Cm
Well, that’s nothing.
A#G#
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
Cm
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh,
A#G#
Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh.
G#
Uh-oh, uh-oh.
