C
All this talk of getting old
Am
It's getting me down my love
Em                    F
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
G4           C 
This time I'm comin' down
C 
And I hope you're thinking of me
Am 
As you lay down on your side
                     Em

Now the drugs don't work
                     F
They just make you worse
       G4               C 
But I know I'll see your face again
                     Em   
Now the drugs don't work
                     F
They just make you worse
      G4                C 
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
             F  C             Am                G
'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too
              F   C               Am                      G
Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead
C
All this talk of getting old
Am 
It's getting me down my love
Em                                  F
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
       G4             C 
This time I'm comin' down
                      Em
Now the drugs don't work
                      F
They just make you worse
       G4                C 
But I know I'll see your face again