Losing You

I met a girl last night She was only 23 I brought her home to mine And she gave herself away to me But the light in the hallway And the silence in my room Said I don't think I'll get used to losing you And you were wearing that red dress When you took him upstairs The one I bought you in New York Before you made this mess You've run with another You've cut me through and through And still I don't think I'll get used to losing you A riverside hotel tonight With walls that catch the city lights Just tell me you want me I don't care if it's true 'Cause I don't think I'll get used to losing you Tell me where did you learn To lie so well? To love like a secret That you'd never tell? You've stripped me of everything And I hate you, I really do Still I don't think I'll get used to losing you