All this talk of getting old nIt's getting me down my love nLike a cat in a bag, waiting to drown nThis time I'm comin' down nnAnd I hope you're thinking of me nAs you lay down on your side nNow the drugs don't work nThey just make you worse nBut I know I'll see your face again nnNow the drugs don't work nThey just make you worse nBut I know I'll see your face again nnBut I know I'm on a losing streak n'Cause I passed down my old street nAnd if you wanna show, then just let me know nAnd I'll sing in your ear again nnNow the drugs don't work nThey just make you worse nBut I know I'll see your face again nn'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too nJust like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead nnAll this talk of getting old nIt's getting me down my love nLike a cat in a bag, waiting to drown nThis time I'm comin' down nnNow the drugs don't work nThey just make you worse nBut I know I'll see your face again nn'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too nJust like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead nnBut if you wanna show, just let me know nAnd I'll sing in your ear again nnNow the drugs don't work nThey just make you worse nBut I know I'll see your face again nnYeah, I know I'll see your face again nYeah, I know I'll see your face again nYeah, I know I'll see your face again nYeah, I know I'll see your face again nnI'm never going down, I'm never coming down nNo more, no more, no more, no more, no more nI'm never coming down, I'm never going down nNo more, no more, no more, no more, no more n(Repeat and Fade Out) nnnNOTE: This is a cover by Adam Gontier of the song, 'The Drugs Don't Work' by the Verve.