Their North American tour kicks off on August 29th right here in New York.
Performing "The Last of the Real Ones," please welcome back to the show Fall Out Boy, everybody.
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, not 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
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You're just the last of the real ones
The last of the real ones
You're just the last of the real ones
Yeah, yeah
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-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
Yeah, yeah, yeah, unh
You're just the last of the real ones
The last of the real ones
You're just the last of the real ones
The last of the real ones
You're just the last
I'm here at the beginning of the end
Oh, the end of infinity with you
And I'm here at the beginning of the end
Oh, the end of infinity with you
And I'm done with having dreams
The thing that I believe
You drain all the fear from me
Done with having dreams, the thing that I believe
The thing that I believe
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
The last of the real ones
You're just the last of the real ones
You're just the last of the real ones
The last of the real ones
You're just the last of the real ones
Fall Out Boy, everyone! "Mania" is out now.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hY1WcLIUbck
