Lyrics

If I get old, I will not give in But if I do, remind me of this Remind me that Once I was free Once I was cool Once I was me And if I sit down and cross my arms Hold me up to this song Knock me out, smash out my brains If I take a chair and start to talk shit If I get old, remind me of this That night we kissed and I really meant it Whatever happens, if we're still speaking Pick up the phone, play me this song
Writer(s): Philip James Selway, Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood, Colin Charles Greenwood, Edward John O'brien, Thomas Edward Yorke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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