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