Jenny Owen Youngs - Last Person Lyrics

Where you're sitting on a barstool keeping motionless as you can be
You're thinking maybe if you're lucky
Life is like T-Rex and stillness will sweep you away to where it says

'Cause you're feeling like the last person left on the planet tonight
And your scanning the horizon seeking out signs of life
And you pray that you're wrong but you're right so hold on tight

'Cause all that stares back at you, all bloodless zombie eyes
Why don't you come home with me tonight?
Alright, alright

Not trying to make you think this is some kinda great big deal
I just know exactly how you feel
I could be the thing you reach for in the middle of night
Maybe be the one who treats you right
Let me be the one who treats you right

Now I know you've never seen me, there's no reason for you to pay mine
But I'm asking very nicely and all it takes is one step
To start leaving the dead behind and try out walking life

Mean, what's the worst thing that could happen?
We find out that we don't quite fit
But on the flip side we could be just right
And sure there's a chance that we both end up broken and split
But that's my kind of risk

So quit worrying where they fall if you should roll the dice
Why don't you come home with me tonight?
Alright, alright

Not trying to make you think this is some kind of great big deal
I just know exactly how you feel
Now you be the thing you reach for in the middle of night
Maybe be the one who treats you right
Let me be the one who treats you right
Let me be the one who treats you right