her green plastic wateringcan
for her fake chinesrubber plant
In the fake plastic earth.
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself.
It wears her out
Wears her out...
She lives with a broken man
a cracked polystyremen
Who just crumbles and burns.
he used to do surgery
for girls in the eighties but
gravity always wins.
and it wears him out...
She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing,
My fake plastic love.
but I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run.
and it wears me out...
If I could be who you wanted...
all the time.