The Last of the Real Ones (Milk N Cooks remix)

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-kinda love you never walk away from 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-kinda love you never walk away from You're just the last of the real ones I am a collapsing star with tunnel vision But only for you, but only for you My head is stripped just like a screw that's been tightened too many times When I think of you, when I think of you I will shield you from the waves if they find you I will protect you, I will protect you Just tell me, tell me, tell me, I I am the only one Even if it's not true Even if it's not true, 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-kinda love you never walk away from 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-kinda love you never walk away from You're just the last of the real ones Like a witch on the new moon I conjure to see you soon With my mind or without brew I could sing the sweetest tune The sun, the stars, the moon are full Oh my God, you're beautiful I fell to life, Earth hear my cries There's stars in my eyes, and there's you by my side 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