Apples From Plastic Trees

Warm spring tides with an afternoon breeze
Eyes lie still at the base of the scene
Broken lines through empty streets
Fake leaves sprout with synthetic green

Is this all my plastic love
Is this all my plastic love

Snakes that wrap themselves around my head
Whispering in my ear the things that you said
Tears that burn roll down my puffed up cheeks
Got the ending that no one seeks
It was such an easy release

Is this all my plastic love
Is this all my plastic love

Now the worst has been done
Tearing out my nerves one by one
Now you've what this means to me
You're no more real than the apples from plastic trees

Now it's all gone now
And it's all gone now
Now it's all gone it's gone
And it's all gone now

Is this real
Are you real