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CAll this talk of getting old AmIt's getting me down my love EmLike a cat in a bag, wFaiting to drown GsusThis time I'm cComin' down CAnd I hope you're thinking of me AmAs you lay down on your side Em
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you woFrse But I kGsusnow I'll see your fCace again Now the drugs don't wEmork They just make you woFrse But I Gsusknow I'll see your fCace 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, FoohC, if heaven caAmlls, I'm coming, tGoo Just like you FsaidC, you leave my lAmife, I'm better off deadG CAll this talk of getting old AmIt's getting me down my love EmLike a cat in a bag, waiting to drowFn This tiGsusme I'm comin' dowCn Now the drugs don't woEmrk They just make you worFse But I kGsusnow I'll see your faCce again