Lyrics Fall Out Boy – The Last Of The Real Ones (Remix)
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Patrick Stump:
I was just an only child of the universe
And then I found you, and then I found you
You are the sun and I am just the planets
You were too good to be true, gold plated
But what’s inside you? But what’s inside you?
I know this whole damn city thinks it needs you
But not as much as I do, as much as I do, yeah
‘Cause you’re the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows
Everything about me
I’m here in search of your glory
There’s been a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You never walk away from
You’re just the last of the real ones
You’re just the last of the real ones
You’re just the last of the real ones
(You’re just the last of the real ones)
You’re just the last of the real ones
(You’re just the last of the real ones)
You’re just the last of the real ones
MadeinTYO:
Go slow, yeah, take your time
Never, never, never wanna call your line
Yeah, yeah, last of the real ones
Yeah, yeah, bet you can feel some
In the pool like a spaceship
And I learn I have places
Countless nights, baby girl I’m just waiting
And I’ve been just waiting
And you keep me hanging
Baby girl, I just wait on my phone
Patrick Stump:
‘Cause you’re the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows
Everything about me
I’m here in search of your glory
There’s been a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You never walk away from
You’re just the last of the real ones
You’re just the last of the real ones
You’re just the last of the real ones
(You’re just the last of the real ones)
You’re just the last of the real ones
(You’re just the last of the real ones)
You’re just the last of the real ones
bülow:
I make heart ice, sacrifice, I break my neck
For you I’d die, for you I’d die
Roll over, I’m a puppy dog
But I treasure you, it’s all I’ve got
It’s all I’ve got (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Jealousy, my worst enemy
I try to escape, but it gets to me
Now I’m holding on,
?
Like I need to be
Patrick Stump:
‘Cause you’re the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows
Everything about me
I’m here in search of your glory
There’s been a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You never walk away from
You’re just the last of the real ones
You’re just the last of the real ones
You’re just the last of the real ones
(You’re just the last of the real ones)
You’re just the last of the real ones
(You’re just the last of the real ones)
You’re just the last of the real ones