"All My Friends Are Models (Tommy Genesis Version)" lyrics
Cold sweat, I was so ashamed to be alone
All debt, I could never pay you what I owe
Smoking wet, standing on your corner, feeling every bone
Forget what it used to feel like 'fore you'd drive me home
Not sure it's true that life is long
But I think I'll stay for one more song
I used to wonder how it felt to know
Could leave the bar but never feel alone
All my friends are models
I'm not complaining, know there's harder pills to swallow
I'm making something up to get another bottle
You'll never get a chance if all you do is dawdle
I admit you surprised me, glad someone could walk this fast
Matching stride here beside me, saying nothing till I laugh
Sleep never seemed to like us, searching for another path
I'm in awe of your kindness, think you should at least know that
Not sure it's true that life is long
So I think I'll stay for one more song
Used to wonder how it felt to know
You could leave the bar but never feel alone
All my friends are models
I'm not complaining, know there's harder pills to swallow
I'm making something up to get another bottle
You'll never get a chance if all you do is dawdle
Wasting all your good years, I never think about it
Baby, that's an old fear, you'll learn to go without it
If you're gonna stand here and say you really doubt it
Bring another bottle
All my friends are models
All the girls are pretty cunty
Bitches from my city
All the girls so pretty, psychic
Hundreds, not the fifties
Hundred bad bitches from my city
All the girls say it's so pretty
There's nowhere like my city
Tell me, I know that they miss me
I've been so shy, so sicky
I know how sad girls kiss me
And even when I'm lowkey
I see someone that knows me
My heart, it got a nosebleed
My kitty cat, I'm choking
No good, the emotions
Looking at the motions
I saw you out alone but the selfie is showin'
I thought you sat at home but the selfie is showin'
Do it all on fours but you cut me at my core
So pretty like a poster, girl
One hand on the holster
Overgrown
You know we're never going home
You know this is overgrown
You know we're never going home
You know this is overgrown
You know we're never going home
You know this is overgrown
You know we're never going home
You know this is overgrown
Overgrown
All debt, I could never pay you what I owe
Smoking wet, standing on your corner, feeling every bone
Forget what it used to feel like 'fore you'd drive me home
Not sure it's true that life is long
But I think I'll stay for one more song
I used to wonder how it felt to know
Could leave the bar but never feel alone
All my friends are models
I'm not complaining, know there's harder pills to swallow
I'm making something up to get another bottle
You'll never get a chance if all you do is dawdle
I admit you surprised me, glad someone could walk this fast
Matching stride here beside me, saying nothing till I laugh
Sleep never seemed to like us, searching for another path
I'm in awe of your kindness, think you should at least know that
Not sure it's true that life is long
So I think I'll stay for one more song
Used to wonder how it felt to know
You could leave the bar but never feel alone
All my friends are models
I'm not complaining, know there's harder pills to swallow
I'm making something up to get another bottle
You'll never get a chance if all you do is dawdle
Wasting all your good years, I never think about it
Baby, that's an old fear, you'll learn to go without it
If you're gonna stand here and say you really doubt it
Bring another bottle
All my friends are models
All the girls are pretty cunty
Bitches from my city
All the girls so pretty, psychic
Hundreds, not the fifties
Hundred bad bitches from my city
All the girls say it's so pretty
There's nowhere like my city
Tell me, I know that they miss me
I've been so shy, so sicky
I know how sad girls kiss me
And even when I'm lowkey
I see someone that knows me
My heart, it got a nosebleed
My kitty cat, I'm choking
No good, the emotions
Looking at the motions
I saw you out alone but the selfie is showin'
I thought you sat at home but the selfie is showin'
Do it all on fours but you cut me at my core
So pretty like a poster, girl
One hand on the holster
Overgrown
You know we're never going home
You know this is overgrown
You know we're never going home
You know this is overgrown
You know we're never going home
You know this is overgrown
You know we're never going home
You know this is overgrown
Overgrown
