Fake Plastic Trees - Young Guns

Her green plastic watering can

For her fake Chinese rubber 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, it wears her out

It wears her out, it wears her out

She lives with a broken man

A cracked polystyrene man

Who just crumbles and burns

He used to do surgery

For girls in the eighties

But gravity always wins

It wears him out, it wears him out

It wears him out, 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

It wears me out,

It wears me out

It wears me out,

It wears me out

If I could be

Who you wanted

If I could be

Who you wanted all the time

All the time...

All the time...