Police - Can’t stand losing you 1978

Police - Can’t stand losing you 1978 I’ve called you so many times today And I guess its all true what your girlfriends say That you don’t ever want to see me again And your brothers going to kill me and hes six feet ten I guess youd call it cowardice But Im not prepared to go on like this I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing I cant, I cant, I cant I cant stand losing you I cant stand losing you I cant stand losing you I cant stand losing you I see youve sent my letters back And my lp records and theyre all scratched I cant see the point in another day When nobody listens to a word I say You can call it lack of confidence But to carry on living doesnt make no sense I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing I cant, I cant, I cant stand los