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Can´t Stand Lossing You

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 going to 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 stand losing you 

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