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Imaginary Friend Lyrics
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 smelling dead flowers
And listening to the walls again
I'm drinking from a leaky faucet
And writing 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
Kind of like show and tell
I'm smelling dead flowers
And listening to the walls again
I'm drinking from a leaky faucet
And writing 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 times
I'm smelling dead flowers
And listening to the walls again
I'm drinking from a leaky faucet
And writing with this dried up pen
You know that I'm smelling dead flowers
And listening to the walls again
I'm drinking from a leaky faucet
And writing 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
It might sound self-absorbed
I don't say half of what I think
I wonder what I'm thinkin' for
And listening to the walls again
I'm drinking from a leaky faucet
And writing with this dried up pen
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
What do I have to sell
Everyone's just waitin for their own turn
Kind of like show and tell
And listening to the walls again
I'm drinking from a leaky faucet
And writing with this dried up pen
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
Someone to laugh
Someone to cry at the right times
And listening to the walls again
I'm drinking from a leaky faucet
And writing with this dried up pen
And listening to the walls again
I'm drinking from a leaky faucet
And writing with this dried up pen
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
But I don't remember his name
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this song's really deep, its like all of these random things remind her of her imaginary friend that she used to talk to, and confide in..but she lost him for a while..and now doesnt remember him..its sad really
this song's really deep, its like all of these random things remind her of her imaginary friend that she used to talk to, and confide in..but she lost him for a while..and now doesnt remember him..its sad really
I agree, this song is very deep, and is an amazing performance on the album. The piano is great.
I think this is all about how as much as we have people in our lives, sometimes its the solitude of being the only person who truly knows ourselves can be trying.
Everyone's just waiting for their own turn Kind of like show and tell. -- this to me is about how in reality we are all truly alone, and even though there are people we can count on, it is sometimes only contingent upon them. Sometimes we only have that imaginary friend to confide in, because there is a lot of people who use other people as a means of achieving success, and then cut them off.
One of my favourite Chantal songs. As a child I didn't have very many friends and so I had an imaginary friend. It was such a huge part of my childhood, this song brings me back to that place. Also when she says "It scares me to speak my mind" and "I don't say half of what I think" that's me to a tea. Here is me singing this song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zaoeydovdxo