Lyric Imaginary Friend

It scares me to speak my mind
It might sound self-absorbed
I don t say half of what I think
I wonder what I m thinkin for

I m smellin dead flowers
And listenin to the walls again
I m drinkin from a leaky faucet
And writin with this dried up pen

Wish I still had my imaginary friend

And who needs to listen, well ...
What do I have to sell
Everyone s just waitin for their own turn
Kinda like show and tell

I m smellin dead flowers
And listenin to the walls again
I m drinkin from a leaky faucet
And writin with this dried up pen

Wish I still had my imaginary friend
Wish I still had my imaginary friend

Someone to listen, someone to laugh
Someone to cry at the right time

I m smellin dead flowers
And listenin to the walls again
I m drinkin from a leaky faucet
And writin with this dried up pen
You know that I m smellin dead flowers
And listenin to the walls
Drinkin from a leaky faucet
And writin with this dried up pen

Wish I still had my imaginary friend
Wish I still had my imaginary friend

And I would call him up
But I don t remember his name