imaginary friend

It scares me to speak my mind
It might sound self-absorbed
I don't say half of what
I thinkI 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
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