Answer:
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.
I am an odd number that become even when beheaded.
You heard me before and then again. Afterward I die, until you call me again. What am I?
The higher I climb, the hotter I engage. I cannot escape my crystal cage. What am I?
I am an instrument capable of making numerous sound but cannot be touched or seen.
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.