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 know 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 by old street   And if you wanna show, 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      So baby, woh, if Heaven calls, 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 comin' down      The drugs don't work they just make you worse   But I know I'll see your face again      So baby, woh, if Heaven calls, I'm coming too   And like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead   But if you wanna show, just let me know   And now I'll sing in your ear again      Now the drugs don't work they just make you worse   But now 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   Oh, now      Yeah, I know I'll see your face again   Never coming down, never coming down   No more, no more, no more, no more, no more, no more   Never coming down, never coming down   No more, no more, no more, no more, no more      Oh, now   Yeah, I know I'll see your face again