the drugs don t work

Three Days Grace

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 coming 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

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, if 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 coming down

Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I m coming, too
Just like you said, if you leave my life
I m better off dead

Now the drugs don t work
They just make you worse
But I know I ll see your face again
(Repeat three times)