plastic palm trees - Tate McRae
Lyrics by：Tate McRae/Greg Kurstin/Sarah Aarons
Composed by：Tate McRae/Greg Kurstin/Sarah Aarons
Produced by：Greg Kurstin
Used to drive 'round in your wrangler in our dead beat town
In the parking lot
We would talk about all the drama
Had nothing better to do
Now I go out with my new friends
To a party downtown
In a new dress
'Til the liquor runs out
Every weekend go out with somebody new
You could say that all my dreams came true
Oh what an underwhelming view
Thought that it was real
Thought that it was worth it
Out the window everything was looking perfect
Caught in a dream
It's not what it seems
Thought that I was fine sitting in the backseat
In the mirror really looked like I was happy
Caught in a dream
'Til something in my head said
I'm sorry
You were just looking at plastic palm trees
Plastic palm trees
Didn't know you need a motive
To keep a friend around
To find a boyfriend who doesn't mess around
Bet if you saw me doing well
You'd hit me outta the blue
You could say that all my dreams came true
Oh what an oh-so-lonely view
Thought that it was real
Thought that it was worth it
Out the window everything was looking perfect caught in a dream
It's not what it seems
Thought that I was fine sitting in the backseat
In the mirror really looked like I was happy
Caught in a dream
'Til something in my head said
I'm sorry
You were just looking at plastic palm trees
Plastic palm trees
It's not how
It used to be
Staring at plastic palm trees
It's not how
It's not how
It used to be
It used to be
Staring at plastic palm trees
