I Can't Stand Losing You Songtext
von The Police

I′ve called you so many times today
And I guess it's all true what your girl-friends say
That you don′t ever want to see me again
And your brother's gonna kill me and he's six feet ten

I guess you′d call it cowardice
But I′m not prepared to go on like this

I can't, I can′t, I can't stand losing you


I see you sent my letters back
And my L.P. records and they′re all scratched
I can't see the point in another day
When nobody listens to a word I dead
And you′ll be sorry when I'm dead
And all this guilt will be on your head

You can call it lack of confidence
But to carry on living doesn't make no sense
I guess you′d call it cowardice
But I′m not prepared to go on like this

I guess you'd call it suicide
But am to fool to swallow my pride

I can′t, I can't, I can′t stand losing
I can't, I can′t, I can't stand losing
I can't, I can′t, I can′t stand losing


I can't, I can′t, I can't stand losing
I can′t, I can't, I can′t stand losing
I can't, I can't, I can′t stand losing
Can′t stand losing you