(Words & music: Doc Pomus / Mort Shuman)

Every time you kiss me I'm still not certain that you love me,
Every time you hold me I'm still not certain that you care

Though you keep on saying you really, really, really love me
Do you speak the same words to someone else when I'm not there.

Suspicion torments my heart,
Suspicion keeps us apart,
Suspicion why torture me.

Every time you call me and tell me we should meet tomorrow
I can't help but think that you're meeting someone else tonight,
Why should our romance just keep on causing me such sorrow?
Why am I so doubtful whenever you're out of sight?

Suspicion torments my heart,
Suspicion keeps us apart,
Suspicion why torture me.

Darling, if you love me, I beg you wait a little longer,
Wait until I drive all these foolish fears out of my mind,
How I hope and pray that our love will keep on growing stronger,
Maybe I'm suspicious â'‚¬?cause true love is so hard to find.

Suspicion torments my heart,
Suspicion keeps us apart,
Suspicion why torture me.

Recorded: 1961/03/19, first released on Pot Luck