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       Now the drugs don't work    They just make you worse    But I know I'll see your face again       'Cause baby, ooh, 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       Now the drugs don't work    They just make you worse    But I know I'll see your face again       'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too    Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead       But 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       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 going down, I'm never coming down    No more, no more, no more, no more, no more    I'm never coming down, I'm never going down    No more, no more, no more, no more, no more    (Repeat and Fade Out)          NOTE: This is a cover by Adam Gontier of the song, 'The Drugs Don't Work' by the Verve.