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
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