She tied me up with conversation
I never shoulda let her in
I guess I must've been too friendly
Now she's out to do me in
Yeah it's all imagination
I hear the rain upon my window
I see the writin' on the wall
I found a letter on my pillow
How did it get there after all
Well it's all imagination
What does she really want from me?
This ain't love, this ain't real
Don't need this kind of company
Well it's all imagination
She tied me up with conversation
You know I should've never let her in