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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fall Out Boy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patrick Stump
Songwriter
Pete Wentz
Songwriter
Joe Trohman
Songwriter
Andy Hurley
Songwriter
Carlo "Illangelo" Montagnese
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Butch Walker
Producer
Illangelo
Additional Producer
Todd Stopera
Engineer
Suzy Shinn
Mixing Engineer
Texty
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
Spinning around you, spinning around you
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
Go slow, yeah, take your time
Never, never, never wanna call your line
Yeah, yeah, last of the real ones
Yeah, yeah, baby, can I feel some?
In the pool, like a spaceship
Stoned like an ancient
Gotta learn to have patience
Countless nights, baby girl, just lay there (yeah, yeah)
But my feelings are swaying (yeah, yeah)
And you keep me hanging (yeah, yeah)
Baby, gonna just wait on my phone (yeah, 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
I make heart eyes, I 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
My one and only, so I'll be there
Like I need to be
'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
Writer(s): Peter Wentz, Andrew Hurley, Patrick Stump, Joseph Trohman, Carlo Montagnese
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