Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Colin Greenwood
Bass
Jonny Greenwood
Guitar
Thom Yorke
Vocals
Edward O'Brien
Guitar
Philip Selway
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Colin Greenwood
Songwriter
Philip Selway
Songwriter
Jonny Greenwood
Songwriter
Thom Yorke
Songwriter
Edward O'Brien
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Colin Greenwood
Producer
Jonny Greenwood
Producer
Chris Blair
Mastering Engineer
Thom Yorke
Producer
Jim Warren
Producer
Paul Kolderie
Mixing Engineer
Sean Slade
Mixing Engineer
Edward O'Brien
Producer
Philip Selway
Producer
John Leckie
Engineer
Chris Brown
Engineer
Nigel Godrich
Engineer
Lyrics
Two jumps in a week
I bet you think that's pretty clever
Don't you boy?
Flying on your motorcycle
Watching all the ground beneath you drop
You'd kill yourself for recognition
Kill yourself to never ever stop
You broke another mirror
You're turning into something you are not
Don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry
Drying up in conversation
You will be the one who cannot talk
All your insides fall to pieces
You just sit there wishing you could still make love
They're the ones who'll hate you
When you think you've got the world all sussed out
They're the ones who'll spit at you
You will be the one screaming out
Don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry
It's the best thing that you've ever had
The best thing that you've ever, ever had
It's the best thing that you've ever had
The best thing you've had has gone away
So don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high
Don't leave me high
Don't leave me dry
Writer(s): Philip James Selway, Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood, Colin Charles Greenwood, Edward John O'brien, Thomas Edward Yorke
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