miércoles, diciembre 15, 2004

I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing


Posted by Hello

I’ve called you so many times today
And I guess it’s all true what your girlfriends say
That you don’t ever want to see me again
And your brother’s going to 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
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t
I can’t stand losing you
I can’t stand losing you
I can’t stand losing you
I can’t stand losing you

I see you’ve sent my letters back
And my lp records and they’re all scratched
I can’t 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 doesn’t make no sense

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

I guess this is our last goodbye
And you don’t care, so I won’t cry
But you’ll be sorry when I’m dead
And all this guilt will be on your head
I guess you’d call it suicide
But I’m too full 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...


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Supongo que despues de haber tenido un dia agotador de trabajo en pantuflas developeando code para Canalizar, tuve una vez más una regresión a vidas pasadas donde sonaba this beautiiie theme de los Police...(commmo me gustaban! -a meds de los 80´s So Lonely! uh!)
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El romance con Sting & Police se me fue sanamente a middles of 90´s...
hummm de dododo de dadada, nunca supe despedirme con buenas palabrrras...

Abraxo a los cheecos, Bexxxo a las laidis.

Juano más php than nevah! )))))))))))))