All this talk of getting old

Its getting me down my love

Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown

This time Im comin down

And I hope youre thinking of me

As you lay down on your side

Now the drugs dont work

They just make you worse

But I know Ill see your face again

Now the drugs dont work

They just make you worse

But I know Ill see your face again

But I know Im on a losing streak

Cause I passed down my old street

And if you wanna show, then just let me know

And Ill sing in your ear again

Now the drugs dont work

They just make you worse

But I know Ill see your face again

Cause baby, ooh,

if heaven calls,

Im coming, too

Just like you said,

you leave my life

Im better off dead

All this talk of getting old

Its getting me down my love

Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown

This time Im comin down

Now the drugs dont work

They just make you worse

But I know Ill see your face again

Cause baby, ooh,

if heaven calls,

Im coming, too

Just like you said,

you leave my life,

Im better off dead

But if you wanna show, just let me know

And Ill sing in your ear again

Now the drugs dont work

They just make you worse

But I know Ill see your face again

Yeah, I know Ill see your face again

Yeah, I know Ill see your face again

Yeah, I know Ill see your face again

Yeah, I know Ill see your face again

Im never going down, Im never coming down

No more, no more, no more, no more, no more

Im never coming down, Im never going down

No more, no more, no more, no more, no more