The Drugs Don't Work

Ben Harper

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 comin' down 
And I know 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 
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 by old street 
And if you wanna show, 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 

So baby, Woh- if heaven calls, I'm coming too 
Just like you said 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 comin' down 

The drugs don't work 
They just make you worse 
But I know I'll see your face again 

So baby, Woh- if heaven calls, I'm coming too 
And like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead 

But if you wanna show, just let me know 
And now I'll sing in your ear again 

Now the drugs don't work 
They just make you worse 
But now I know I'll see your face again 
Yeah- I know I'll see your face again 
Yeah- I know I'll see your face again 
Oh- now 
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again 
Never coming down, Never coming down 
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more, no more 
Never coming down, never coming down 
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more 
Oh- now 
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again