The drugs don’t work
|C C2 |C C2 |Am Am7 |Am Am7
1. All this talk of getting old, it's getting me down my love.
|Em |F G |C C2 |C
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown, this time I'm comin' down.
2. 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.
|Em |F G |C C2 |C
Refr. Now the drugs don't work. They just make you worse but I know I'll see your face again.
3. 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.
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Bridge. 'Cause baby ooh if heaven calls, I'm coming too.
|F |Em |Am |G
Just like you said: If you leave my life, I'm better off dead.
1.
Refr.
Bridge. 'Cause baby ooh if heaven calls, I'm coming too.
Just like you said: If you leave my life, I'm better off dead.
|Em |F G |C C2 |C
And if you wanna show, then just let me know and I'll sing in your ear again.
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|C C2 |C C2
End. Yeah, I know I'll see your face again (4x)
|C C2 |C C2
I'm never coming down, no I'm never coming down. No more, no more, no more, no more, no more (4x)