The Palms

Where the palm trees turn to pine trees
The imaginary line between us
Only makes it easier

To forget the way you used to tell me
All the ways that I was wrong
How only you would make me right

How i should love you forever
How you were the only one for me
I could make you scream and shout
And you can make me cry and pout
How I laughed at all your misery
And you tried to kill me

Why were you so mean to me?
Why do you hate me so much?

Then the palm trees turned to pine trees
The imaginary line between us
Only makes it easier

To forget the summer nights we spent
On bicycles and arguments
I hope you're doing well now
I hope that you're in hell down there

Where the palms, they go on forever
I hope you're doing well now
I hope that you're in hell down there

Where the palms, they go on forever
I hope you're doing well now
I hope that you're in hell down there

Where the palm trees turn to pine trees
The imaginary line between us
Only makes it easier

Where the palm trees turn to pine trees
The imaginary line between us
Only makes it easier

Where the palms, they go on forever



Credits
Writer(s): Diana Regan
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