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'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 one