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
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 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
if you leave my life
I'm better off dead
But if you wanna show(want a 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
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 coming down, no I'm never coming down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
never coming down, no I'm never going down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
C (Arpeggio up(let ring))
