Here in some stranger's room,
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Late in the afternoon,
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What am I doing here at all?
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Ain't no doubt about it,
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I'm losing you,
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Somehow the wires have crossed,
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Communication's lost,
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Can't even get you on the telephone,
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Just got to shout about it,
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I'm losing you,
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Here in the valley of indecision,
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I don't know what to do,
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I feel you sliping away,
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I feel you sliping away,
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I'm losing you,
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I'm losing you,
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You say your not getting enough,
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But I remind you of all that bad stuff,
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So waht the hell am I supposed to do?
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Just put a bandaid on it?
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And stop the bleeding now,
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Stop the bleeding now,
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I know I hurt you then,
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But that was way back when,
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And well, do you still have to carrey that cross?
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Don't want to hear about it,
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I'm losing you,
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I'm losing you.
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I'm Losing You
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| John Lennon |
