You've created a monster... He's 4'8", holding state in my fucking living room. The only way to clean the slate is with a pharmaceutical broom. He used to bounce off the walls, Now I'm lucky if he crawls. He's sleeping his life away. What a fucking nightmare... I can't believe I came to you, thinking you would give a shit. X-rays, co-pays, followed by follow up visits. To see you scratch your head, And mix cocktails of meds. He's sleeping his life away. You've created a monster... Now he's off to the races, Watch as he paces across the room with his imaginary friends. I wonder what he sees in them, I wonder what they see in him. I never thought I'd be, The proud parent of a case study. He's sleeping his life away... You've created a monsterstseuse