I cannot take much more of this
uncertain pain that eats away inside.
i try to convince myself
that I'm not losing you.
yet it seems you don't recognise my face
when you turn around,
my voice unfamiliar when i call your name.
losing you is just too much for me to take.
am i really second best
as my paranoid doubts suggest?
is it me or is it her thats on your mind?
please don't lie,
don't try to save me from pain.
don't give me fake words of love
if you need her then let me go,
i think this is the only chance you'll have.
because i just won't stand losing you.