All this talk of getting old It s getting me down my love Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown This time I m comin down And I hope you re thinking 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 coming, too Just like you said, you leave my life, I m better off dead
All this talk of getting old It s getting me down my love Like a cat in a bag, waiting 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 coming, too Just like you said, you leave my life, I m better off dead
But if you wanna show, 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 Yeah, I know I ll see your face again
I m never going down, I m never coming down No more, no more, no more, no more, no more I m never coming down, I m never going down No more, no more, no more, no more, no more