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
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