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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