All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my lord
Like a cat in a bag waiting to drown
This time i'm coming 'round
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
As i pass down by your 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
Cause maybe
If heaven falls
I'm coming to
Just like you said
If you leave my life
I'm better off dead
It's getting me down my lord
Like a cat in a bag waiting to drown
This time i'm coming 'round
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
As i pass down by your 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
Cause maybe
If heaven falls
I'm coming to
Just like you said
If you leave my life
I'm better off dead
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