Monster

All our friends said
I couldn't change you--they were wrong
They said, "You think you are awfully clever
But you know you're not that strong

"He is young and he is lovely
But he will break your heart"
Now that you're the toast of the town
Everyone thinks I'm so smart

I made you in the image of what I wish I were
Monster, I made a monster
I made a monster, I made a monster

It's just that you were almost perfect
So close and yet not quite
I taught you how to be attractive
I told you not to fight

I read you books, I showed you movies
I taught you how to vote
I laughed at your sweet innocence
You laughed at all my jokes

And in the end you let me hold you
In the end you let me mold you
Monster, I made a monster
I made a monster, I made a monster
I made a monster, I made a monster
I made a monster, I made a monster

So now we go out with our comrades
To make dark beautiful night
The conversation rises slightly
The air becomes clear and light

Someone asks for your opinion
I see you glance my way
Oh, my dear, I taught you well
You know exactly what to say

And on a dime you turn and spite me
Like a fiend you turn and bite me
Monster, I made a monster
I made a monster, I made a monster
I made a monster, I made a monster
I made a monster, I made a monster

Nerissa Nields © 1997 Peter Quince Publishing, ASCAP

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