The Monster in my closet

There is a monster in my closet,
It watches me at night;
There is a monster in my closet,
It creeps into the light;
There is a monster in my closet,
It gives me a right fright;
There is a monster in my closet,
No matter how much I fight.

The monster from my closet,
It's got into my head;
The monster from my closet,
It touches me in bed;
The monster from my closet,
"If you tell, you'll be dead", he said;
The monster from my closet,
It's too late, he's in my head.

"Mummy theres a monster in my closet", I said;
"At night he climbs into my bed, and gets into my head,
He whispered that I would be dead if I said"
But all I have said is in my head.

I tell my mummy everyday,
I tell my mummy that he touches me,
I tell my mummy I would be dead if I said,
I tell my mummy, but only in my head.

There is a monster in my closet,
And the monster is a man.