"Can't stand losing you"

Can't stand losing 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 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 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 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

No soporto perderte

Hoy  te he llamado tantas veces

Y supongo que lo que dicen tus amigas es verdad

Que no me quieres ver nunca más

Y que tu hermano me va a matar, y mide un metro noventa

Supongo que lo llamarás cobardia

Pero no estoy dispuesto a seguir así

No soporto, no soporto, no soporto perder

No soporto, no soporto, no soporto perder

No soporto, no soporto, no soporto perderte

No soporto perderte

No soporto perderte

Veo que me has devuelto mis cartas

Y mis LP's, y están todos rayados

No tiene sentido vivir un día más

Cuando nadie escucha ni una palabra mía

Puedes llamarlo falta de confianza

Pero seguir viviendo no tiene sentido

No soporto, no soporto, no soporto perder

No soporto, no soporto, no soporto perder

No soporto, no soporto, no soporto perder

No soporto, no soporto, no soporto perder

Supongo que éste es nuestro  último adiós

Y  a ti te da igual, así que no voy a llorar

Y  lo sentirás cuando esté muerto

Y tengás que cargar con toda esta culpa

Supongo que lo llamaras suicidioo

Pero estoy demasiado harto para tragarme el orgullo

No soporto, no soporto, no soporto perder

No soporto, no soporto, no soporto perder

No soporto, no soporto, no soporto perder

No soporto, no soporto, no soporto perder

No soporto perderte