Here in some stranger's room
Late in the afternoon
What am I doing here at all?
Ain't no doubt about it
I'm losing you, I'm losing you
Somehow the wires have crossed
Communications lost
Can't even get you on the telephone
Just gotta shout about it
I'm losing you, I'm losing you
Well, here in the valley of indecision
I don't know what to do
I feel you slipping away
I feel you slipping away
I'm losing you, I'm losing you
Well now, you say you're not getting enough
That I remind you of all that bad, bad, bad stuff
So, what the hell am I supposed to do?
I just put a band-aid on it
And stop the bleeding now
Stop the bleeding now
Well!!!
I'm losing you, I'm losing you
Well, well, well
I know I hurt you then
But hell, that was way back when
Well, do you still have to carry that cross?
Don't wanna hear about it
I'm losing you, I'm losing you
Don't want to lose you now
Well!!!

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