My imaginary girlfriend

My imaginary girlfriend

My imaginary girlfriend, is everything I want her to be
she's pretty and elegant, and certainly nice to see
when I'm talking nonsense, she's remains silent with smile
and just listens to me nagging, even for the longest while

She rarely wants presents, and they can even be cheap
she's always there for her man, and avoids her own sleep
when he comes home, after too much beer and way too late
but she just asks how it was, doesn't get mad nor will debate

But she is not real, it's all so fake
I wish sometimes, I had another choice to take
Because there is something about her, sad but true

Even though she's so fine and as pretty as can be
the true thing about her, that only I see,
the sad thing about her, it's that she's not you.