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
'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
But if you wanna show(want a show) then just let me know
And I'll sing in your ear 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