Lyrics:

Transcribed by Kevin Hung A redwood tree The radio They moved them down the hall A beauty Queen from Idaho Was broken in the fall Never write a love song Never write a trip hop Never write a ballad Got to get a grip now Cause nothing ever matters If you hide away from it all In twenty years this place will be Just like LA today Never write a love song Never write a trip hop Never write a ballad Got to get a grip now Cause nothing ever matters If you hide away from it all Never write a love song...