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 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
I'm on a losin' 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' soon 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
'Cause baby, ooh, if Heaven calls, I'm comin' soon Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead 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 Now the drugs don't work, they just make you worse But I know I'll see your face again