Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tate McRae
Tate McRae
Vocals
Greg Kurstin
Greg Kurstin
Keyboards
Tyler Spry
Tyler Spry
Guitar
Harry Charles
Harry Charles
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tate McRae
Tate McRae
Songwriter
Greg Kurstin
Greg Kurstin
Songwriter
Sarah Aarons
Sarah Aarons
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Greg Kurstin
Greg Kurstin
Producer
Tyler Spry
Tyler Spry
Engineer
Julian Burg
Julian Burg
Engineer
Josh Gudwin
Josh Gudwin
Mixing Engineer
Felix Byrne
Felix Byrne
Assistant Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Ryan Tedder
Ryan Tedder
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Used to drive 'round in your wrangler, in our deadbeat 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 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 lookin' 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 out of 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 lookin' 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
Writer(s): Greg Kurstin, Sarah Aarons, Tate Mcrae Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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