作词 : Tate McRae/Greg Kurstin/Sarah Aarons

作曲 : Tate McRae/Greg Kurstin/Sarah Aarons

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