- the verve

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 

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,

 you leave my life, I'm better off dead

Well I've never prayed, 

But tonight I'm on my knees, yeah. 

I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah. 

I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now. 

But the airwaves are clean and there's nobody singing to me now. 

No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change, but I'm here in my mold, I am here in my mold. And I'm a million different people from one day to the next I can't change my mold, no,no,no,no,no

  Do you wanna know? 

You come in on your own 

And you leave on your own 

Forget the lovers you've know 

And your friends on your own 

Tell me if it's true That I need you 

You are changing I've seen this road before down on this floor

 It is hurting me All I want is someone Who can fill the hole In the life I know

 In between life and death When there's nothing left