Lyrics:

I've called you so many times todayAnd I guess it's all true what your girlfriends sayThat you don't ever want to see
me againAnd your brother's gonna kill me and he's six feet tenI guess you'd call it cowardiceBut I'm not prepared to go on
like thisI can't, I can'tI can't stand losingI can't stand losing youI see you've sent my letters backAnd my LP records
and they're all scratchedI can't see the point in another dayWhen nobody listens to a word I sayYou can call it lack of conf
idenceBut to carry on living doesn't make no senseI can't, I can'tI can't stand losingI guess this is our last goodbyeAn
d you don't care so I won't cryBut you'll be sorry when I'm deadAnd all this guilt will be on your headI guess you'd call it
suicideBut I'm too full to swallow my prideI can't, I can'tI can't stand losingI can't stand losing you