I`ve called you so many times today
And I guess it`s all true what your girlfriends 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 stand losing you
I see you`ve sent my letters back
And my LP 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 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 stand losing you