The Last One

You're bright and it's blinding

Just a small spark, and you're flying

With your wax wings in a back room

Got my arms out, tryna catch you

As you're fallin' through the ceiling

Took a big leap, now you're bleedin'

With a broke nose and a dumb smile

Pretty mugshot for your profile

Caught in a streetlight

A lost cause in Levi's

But I'll always see great heights in you

I'll be the last one

I'll be the last one in your corner when the count's done

I'll be the last one

Holdin' my hands up (hey)

Stood on the bleachers all alone after the crowd's gone

I'll be the last one

If you're the Syd Barrett of the band, I'm the girl on the train tracks holdin' your hand

Halfway to the moon on a plane you couldn't land

But I'll believe in you, still your number one fan, baby

After the crowd's gone, I'll be the last one

You're a dreamer in a parka

Send a flare up in the dark

And I'll come find ya

Somewhere downtown

With your worst friends on the last round

Oh, oh

Caught in a streetlight

A lost cause in Levi's

But I'll always see great heights in you

And I'll be the last one (hey)

I'll be the last one in your corner when the count's done

I'll be the last one

Holdin' my hands up (hey)

Stood on the bleachers all alone after the crowd's gone

I'll be the last one

If you're the Syd Barrett of the band, I'm the girl on the train tracks holdin' your hand

Halfway to the moon on a plane you couldn't land

But I'll believe in you, still your number one fan, baby

After the crowd's gone, I'll be the last one

When all the floodlights blow (oh-oh, oh, oh-oh)

And the sky is filled with smoke (oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh)

You're still out there on your own (oh-oh, oh, oh-oh)

And I'm still the last to go

And I'll be the last one

I'll be the last one in your corner when the count's done

I'll be the last one (I'll be the last one)

Holdin' my hands up (hey) (holdin' my hands up)

Stood on the bleachers all alone after the crowd's gone

I'll be the last one (I'll be the last one)

'Cause, if you're the Syd Barrett of the band

I'm the girl on the train tracks holdin' your hand (holdin' your hand)

Halfway to the moon on a plane you couldn't land (we're never gonna land)

You were seeing castles, they were seeing sand

They're never gonna get it, no, they'll never understand

But I believe in you, I'm your number one fan

So, after the crowd's gone (after the crowd's gone)

I'll be the last one (I'll be the last one, ha)