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 clear, once I was lean

And if I sit down
And cross my arms
Hold me to this song

Knock me out
Smash out my brains
If I take the cheque and start to talk shit

If I get old
Remind me of this
The night we kissed and that I really meant it

Whatever happens
If we're still speaking
Pick up the phone, play me this song