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, I can't 
 I can't stand losing 
 I can't, I can't 
 I can't 
 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 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