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I've called you so many times today
And i guess it's all true what your girl-friends say
That you don't ever want to see me again
And your brother's gonna kill me and he's six feet ten
I guess you'd call it cowardice
But i'm not prepared to go on like this

I can't, i can't, i can't stand losing
I can't, i can't, i can't stand losing
I can't, i can't, i can't, i can't stand losing you
I can't stand losing you
I can't stand losing you
I can't stand losing you

I see you sent my letters back
And my l.p. records and they're all scratched
I can't see the point in another day
When nobody listens to a word i say
You can call it lack of confidence
But to carry on living doesn't make no sense

I can't, i can't, i can't stand losing
I can't, i can't, i can't stand losing
I can't, i can't, i can't stand losing
I can't, i can't stand losing you
I can't, i can't, i can't stand losing
I can't, i can't, i can't stand losing

I guess this is our last goodbye
And you don't care, so i won't cry
But you'll be sorry when i'm dead
And all this guilt will be on your head
I guess you'd call it suicide
But i'm too full to swallow my pride
I can't, i can't, i can't stand losing
I can't, i can't...