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

(-)

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