Song For Ruby Sparks

I heard you were working in a dungeon
And you were learning how to tell the truth
Some people say fiction is boring
But where does that leave you?

Sometimes I think that I made you up
And that you only really live in my head
Sometimes I think my imagination
Wants me dead

And I know that I should have never
Let you up on my bed
You left skeletons in the sheets
And every book you read

It didn’t leave much room for me
I didn’t have a place
The story just got worse and worse
I can’t believe I stayed

Sleeping on the floor, knocking on your door
To see if you were awake
Trying to decided between love and hate
And what’’s real and what is fake
I don’t know if I knew and I don’t know if I do
And I don’t know how I feel about you