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
Communication's lost
Can't even get you on the telephone
Just got a shout about it
I'm losing you, I'm losing you
Here in the valley of indecision
I don't know what to do
I feel slipping away, I feel slipping away
I'm losing you, I'm losing you
You say you're not getting enough
But I remind you of all the bad, bad stuff
What the hell am I supposed to do?
Just put a Band-Aid on it
And stop the bleeding now, stop the bleeding now
I know I hurt you then
But, ow, that was way back when
Do you still have to carry that cross?
Don't wanna hear about it
I'm losing you, I'm losing you
I don't wanna lose you now
I don't wanna lose you now
I'm losing you