Fake Plastic Trees

A                         F#m 
Her green plastic wateringcan 
                          D 
For her fake chinesrubber plant 
       A            D 
In the fake plastic earth. 
That she bought from a rubber man 
In a town full of rubber plans 
To get rid of itself. 
             Hm 
It wears her out 
             A 
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.