Melt-Your-Headaches

There's a monster on my window sill, It watches when I sleep. The monster says nice things to me, I don't like it when he speaks.

Honey things get better, Honey things get sad, Honey when I yell at your it's only cuase I'm mad. Honey tears fall down your face, And I know it all from me. But honey please control yourself, I do not take pity.