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
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 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
And baby oooh
If heaven falls I'm coming too
Just like you said:
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 know I'll see your face again
And baby oooh
If heaven falls I'm coming too
Just like you said:
You leave my life, I'm better off dead
But if you want to 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.