Imaginary Friend

And writin' with this dried up pen

And listenin' to the walls again
I don't say half of what I think
Someone to cry at the right time
Everyone's just waitin' for their own turn
And I would call him up
And who needs to listen, well
Someone to listen, someone to laugh

Kinda like show and tell

I'm smellin' dead flowers
And listenin' to the walls again

Wish I still had my imaginary friend
And writin' with this dried up pen

I wonder what I'm thinkin' for
And writin' with this dried up pen
I'm smellin' dead flowers
And listenin' to the walls again
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
You know that I'm smellin' dead flowers
I'm drinkin' from a leaky faucet
And listenin' to the walls

I'm drinkin' from a leaky faucet
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
Smellin' dead flowers

What do I have to sell
I'm drinkin' from a leaky faucet

And writin' with this dried up pen
Drinkin' from a leaky faucet
Wish I still had my imaginary friend