Imaginary Friend Songtext

The beauty of a felt tip pen The comfort found in imaginary friends I've been all around this crummy world And no one will defend The comfort found in imaginary friends I booked my trip on a time machine Going back one hour to the previous scene Right before you called my name I was talking to a friend They could not understand So I'm explaining it all again The beauty of imaginary friends Eric I can disappear in a store 24 And re-emerge distored and small Back in deepest darkest Massachussets Isolated from The comfort found in imaginary friends