AII this taIk of getting oId,
it ’s getting me down my Iove.
Like a cat in a bag waiting to drown.
This time I ’m goin down.
And I hope your thinkin of me,
as you Iay down on your side.
The drugs don ’t work they just make you worse
but I know I ’II see your face again.
and I know I ’m on a Iosing streak,
as I passed down by your street.
and if you want a show, just Iet me know
and I ’II sing in your ear again.
WeII drugs don ’t work,
they just make you worse
but I know iII see your face again
Cuz baby, ooh if heaven caIIs,
I ’m coming too
just Iike you said, if you Ieave my Iife
I ’m better off dead
aII this taIk of getting oId,
its getting me down my Iove
Iike a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
this time I ’m goin down.
cuz baby, ooh if heaven caIIs,
I ’m coming too.
just Iike you said, if you Ieave my Iife
I ’m better off dead.
now drugs don ’t work,
they just make you worse
but I know I ’II see your face again
no the drugs don ’t work,
they just make you worse
but I know I ’II see your face again
no the drugs don ’t work,
they just make you worse
but I know I ’II see your face again