Fake Plastic Trees

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... 

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, it wears me out 
It wears me out, it wears me out 

And If I could be who you wanted 
If I could be who you wanted all the time...

I used to hate plastic trees and flowers, like, totally. I despised them wholeheartedly, but recently, i am no longer feel that way. Maybe because now, the technology capable of creating an almost real plastic trees and flowers, it confuses me. Maybe because now, it is quite hard to differentiate between hardcore reality or plastic ones. Maybe because now i know, i don't have to be plastic perfect to be loved....