I've called you so many times to-day And I guess its all true what your girl-friends say That you dont ever want to see me again And your brot-her gon-na kill me and he's six feet ten I guess youd call it co-war-dice But I'm not pre-pared to go on like this I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I cant, I cant, I cant I cant stand lo-sing you I cant stand lo-sing you-ou-ou I cant stand lo-sing you I cant stand lo-sing you-ou-ou See you've sent my let-ters back And my L. P. re-cords and they're all scratched I cant see the point in an-ot-her day When no-bod-y lis-tens to a word I say You can call it lack of con-fi-dence But to carry on li-ving does-n't make no sense I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I guess this is our last good-bye And you don't care, so I won't cry But you'll be sor-ry when I'm dead And all this guilt will be on your head I guess you'd call it sui-cide But I'm too full to swal-low my pride I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I cant, I cant, I cant stand lo-sing I can't, I can't, I can't can't stand lo-sing you