dying breed

I like what you look like in the morning
After we were out the whole night
Picture perfect fine for the photos
Real you really my type
I like when we put our ****ing phones away
Stare each other down in my room
They dont need to know about the games we play
Nobody compares to you
Baby dont try to be
Anyone else for me
Ooh they dont make them like you
Youre the last of a dying breed
Dont try to be
Anyone else for me
Ooh they dont make them like you
Youre the last of a dying breed
Last of a dying breed, baby
Last of a dying breed, baby
Runny mascara night terror
Running through my mind all-day
Feel just like Im talking to the mirror
Everytime you look my way
I like when we put the ****ing past away
Stories got way too old
Youre making me feel like I was a castaway
Coming inside from the cold
Baby dont try to be
Anyone else for me
Ooh they dont make them like you
Youre the last of a dying breed
Dont try to be
Anyone else for me
Ooh they dont make them like you
Youre the last of a dying breed
Last of a dying breed, baby
Last of a dying breed, baby