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...