Текст песни Losing You - Flyte

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