A green plastic watering canFor a fake Chinese rubber plantAnd the fake plastic gunsThat you bought from a rubber manAnd a town full ofrubber bandsTo get ridof itselfThe world's aroundThe world's aroundTheworld's aroundWhere's love?She lives with a broken mindA crackpot, a stirring mindIt just crumblesand burnsUsed to do surgeryFor girls in the 80sThe gravity always winsAnd it wears him outThewords in my mouth.Shelooks like a real sin.She tastes like the real thing,my fake plastic love.But I can't help the feelingI could blow through the ceilingIf I just turn aroundAnd it wears me outIt wears me out It wears me outIt wearsme out And if I could be who you wanted
