fake plastic treesHer 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
And 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.
If I could be who you wanted.
If I could be who you wanted all the time.
All the time.
sung by radiohead (of course).
PS
Caitlyn, I love you. I need you in this world.