Plastic Rose by Dave Alvin

From a vase on a coffee shop table
Mary picked her self a flower
While I called the number on a business card
But they said call back in an hour
So I sat back down next to Mary
I said you shouldn't eat I suppose
But Mary didn't say any thing to me
She just held a plastic rose

You two look so sweet the waitress said
So when is the lucky day
Well I ordered a Coke, and I tried to smile
Till the waitress went away
Do you think she knew Mary said
Do you think that it really shows
And she folded her hand in her lap
And she held a plastic rose

And I feel like I should say something
But what, I don't know
When I offer her my hand
She turns away
And she holds a plastic rose

I smoked my last cigarette
As I watched the clock on the wall
And Mary didn't say anything to me
When I said it was time to call
But we talked about it for a week
Both agreeing in what we chose
So I called the number on a business card
And she held her plastic rose

And I feel like I should say something
But what, I don't know
When I offer her my hand
She turns away
And she holds a plastic rose