"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 going to 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 stand losing. I can't stand losing you..."