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

(-)

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, 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