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 Distorted and small Back in deepest, Darkest Ma**achusetts Isolated from The comfort found In imaginary friends