st. Fret Getting used to losing you is not an easy thing to do For anyone can see I'm missing you I still hurt the same old way and it grows worse day by day For I lie each time I say I'm getting used to losing you. I walk down the same old street meeting friends we used to meet Trying not to let them know that I'm so blue But I'm afraid my heartaches show yes I'm afraid they know But I lie each time I say I'm getting used to losing you. Getting used to losing you is not an easy thing to do For anyone can see I'm missing you I still hurt the same old way and it grows worse day by day For I lie each time I say I'm getting used to losing you...