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 'cos 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.
'Cos 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.
'Cos 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...