Текст: Howie Day. Other. Fake Plastic Trees.

her pink plastic watering can
for her fake chinese rubber plant
and 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

and it wears her out
it wears her out
it wears her out
it wears her 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 trough the ceiling
if i just turn and run

it wears me out
it wears her 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