We don't have money, but everyone talks about money We belong to the world, but no one knows for how long I think I'm the best, only until someone realizes I'm just as lost as everyone else Why are we so sad, monsters under the bed? We'd like to be happy, but don't know how to do it Why are we so sad, monsters under the bed? I'd rather stay sad, because I don't know anything else I don't know a way to get somewhere between zen, the pulse and exhaustion I'm often in bed, but I don't have a soul, I'd have to live It doesn't matter, we'll still lose tomorrow I put everything in me, but inside I stay empty Can't be alone, I don't know you anymore Everything falls into my hands, as if it were worth something I don't want to cry, but that's not allowed here What a great love, but I'm looking for dopamine Why doesn't it look like gold on a string next to me? I'd rather stay up tonight than cling to it for 50 years I'm just as lost as everyone else Why are we so sad, monsters under the bed? We'd like to be happy, but don't know how to do it Why are we so sad, monsters under the bed? I'd rather stay sad, because I don't know anything else I don't know a way to get somewhere between zen, the pulse and exhaustion I'm often in bed, but I don't have a soul, I'd have to live It doesn't matter, we'll still lose tomorrow I don't know a way to get somewhere between zen, the pulse and exhaustion I'm often in bed, but I don't have a soul, I'd have to live It doesn't matter, we'll still lose tomorrow We don't have money, but everyone's doing money talks We belong to the world, but no one knows how long I think I'm the best, only until someone gets older I'm just as lost as everyone else