Tomatoes Songtext
Maybe it'll all work out
Think I heard something bout taking it next semester
Lettin' the family down
Showin' 'em the spot in the city where I buy my water
Flipping my flip phone out
Starting to shout
Flipping off all observers
What's your dad on about?
Oh yeah, "checkin' my reflection while I'm walking down the street"
Think I heard something bout taking it next semester
Lettin' the family down
Showin' 'em the spot in the city where I buy my water
Flipping my flip phone out
Starting to shout
Flipping off all observers
What's your dad on about?
Oh yeah, "checkin' my reflection while I'm walking down the street"
You want me to live like you
That's something I'll never do
Lettin' all my love hang out
Standing on the corner with the neighbor
Who hates tomatoes
Lookin' like I'm bout strung out
Probably better off than I'll be
Once I have my first daughter
Flippin' my flip phone out
Gotta take a picture
It's the only way that I'll remember
What was I on about
Whole damn world just feels like a crater
You want me to live like you
That's something I'll never do
Stick the magic in my eye
You can't say I didn't try
Showin' me your new best song
Casually we talk about how we hate California
Laying in my bed in vain
Staring big holes
Listening to Ween on an airplane
Emptying the fridge right out
Like a ghost town
Maybe we should have folks over
Flipping my flip phone off
I just wanna walk
I don't wanna see nobody
Now I'm at the graveyard
Picking out my grave at the graveyard
Which one's closest to my front door
That's something I'll never do
Lettin' all my love hang out
Standing on the corner with the neighbor
Who hates tomatoes
Lookin' like I'm bout strung out
Probably better off than I'll be
Once I have my first daughter
Flippin' my flip phone out
Gotta take a picture
It's the only way that I'll remember
What was I on about
Whole damn world just feels like a crater
You want me to live like you
That's something I'll never do
Stick the magic in my eye
You can't say I didn't try
Showin' me your new best song
Casually we talk about how we hate California
Laying in my bed in vain
Staring big holes
Listening to Ween on an airplane
Emptying the fridge right out
Like a ghost town
Maybe we should have folks over
Flipping my flip phone off
I just wanna walk
I don't wanna see nobody
Now I'm at the graveyard
Picking out my grave at the graveyard
Which one's closest to my front door
