the drugs don't work

• 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