All this talk of gettin' old
It's getting me down
my love
Like a cat in a bag,
waitin' to drown
This time I'm comin' down
And I hope you're
thinkin' of me
As you lay down on
your side
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see
your face again
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see
your face again
But I know I'm on
a losing streak
'Cause I passed down
my old street
And if you wanna show,
then just let me know
And I'll sing
in your ear again
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see
your face again
'Cause baby, ooh,
if heaven calls,
I'm comin', too
Just like you said,
you leave my life,
I'm better off dead
All this talk of gettin' old
It's gettin' me down
my love
Like a cat in a bag,
waitin' to drown
This time I'm comin' down
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see
your face again
'Cause baby, ooh,
if heaven calls,
I'm comin', too
Just like you said,
you leave my life,
I'm better off dead
But if you wanna show,
then just let me know
And I'll sing
in your ear again
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see
your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see
your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see
your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see
your face again
Woah woah,
And I know I'll see
your face again
Woah woah,
I'm never goin' down,
I'm never comin' down
No more, no more,
no more, no more