Here in some stranger's room
Late in the afternoon
What am I doing here at all?
Ain't no doubt about it

Somehow the wires have crossed
Communication's lost
Can't even get you on the telephone
Just have to shout about it

Here in the valley of indecision
I don't know what to do
I feel you slipping away
I feel you slipping away

You say you're not getting enough
 But I remind you of all that bad stuff
So what the hell am I supposed to do?
Just put a band aid on it
And stop the bleeding now
I'm losing you
I'm losing you

I know I hurt you then
But hell that was way back when
And do you still have to carry that cross?

Don't want to hear about it
I'm losing you
Don't want to lose you now! 

John Lennon