Lyric

Your lipstick looks borrowed

From a window display

Your laugh sits on velvet

Then slips all away

The room has no morning

Just glass in a frame

You touch like a habit

I answer the same

And I know that shine

It was made to stay

Pretty on the shelf

Kept out of the rain

Plastic Flowers at Midnight

They never fade

Plastic Flowers at Midnight

Always the same

You hold me in a glossed-up frame

I keep the ache

Plastic Flowers at Midnight

Love that won't decay

Your hands are all lacquer

Your skin is pale gold

The mirror keeps polishing

What we were told

We dress up the damage

In satin and light

But I feel your absence

Even when you're right

And I know that shine

It was made to stay

Pretty on the shelf

Kept out of the rain

Plastic Flowers at Midnight

They never fade

Plastic Flowers at Midnight

Always the same

You hold me in a glossed-up frame

I keep the ache

Plastic Flowers at Midnight

Love that won't decay

No root, no season

Still I keep the vase

No wound shows through it

No time leaves a trace

If we are a copy

I know every flaw

Still I keep reaching

For the cold you are

Plastic Flowers at Midnight

They never fade

Plastic Flowers at Midnight

Always the same

You hold me in a glossed-up frame

I keep the ache

Plastic Flowers at Midnight

Love that won't decay