All this
talk of getting over
It's getting me down, my love
Like a cat in the bag, waiting to drown
This time I'm coming down
And I hope you're thinking of me
As you lay down by your side
Now the drugs don't work,
they just make you worse
But I, I know I'll see your face again
Now the drugs don't work,
they just make you worse
But I, I know I'll see your face again
But I know I'm on a losing streak
Cause I've passed by
my old street
And if you want to 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,
I know I'll see your face again
Baby, ooh, ooh
If heaven calls, I'm coming too
Just like you say, yeah
If 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 coming down
Now the drugs don't work,
they just make you worse
But I, I know I'll see her face again
Yeah, I know I'll see her face again
Never coming down, no,
never coming down
No more, no more, no more,
no more, no more
Never coming down, no, I'm never coming down,
no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, you