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 coming down
And I hope you're thinking of me
Coz you let down on your side
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 my old street
And if you want to show just let me know when I'll sing in your ear again
Coz baby if heaven calls I'm coming too
Just like you say you'll 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 coming down
Coz baby if heaven calls i'm coming too
Just like you say you'll leave my life I'm better off dead
Now the drugs don't work they just make you worse
I know I'll see your face again
Never coming down
No more