Standard (EADGBE)
All this talk of getting old,
It's getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag waiting to drown
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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
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But I know I'll see your face again
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
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But I know I'll see your face again
But I know I'm on a losing streak
'Cause I passed down by my old street
And if you wanna show, then just let me know
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And I'll sing in your ear again
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
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But I know I'll see your face again
Cause baby, Oooh- if heaven calls, I'm coming soon
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
Cause baby, oooh- if heaven calls, I'm coming soon
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 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