Done With Love

Done, done, done, done
Done, done, done, done
Done, done, done, done...

Move to Paris
And sing my songs
In drunk and tired foreign tongue
I just want to be alone
I want to be alone

I don't need the diamond rings
The made up things
I just want to get along
Just want to get along

Done with love
Done with love

Don't have the breath to say those words
Feels like Greta Garbo
And I want to be alone
I want to be alone

And I don't care who knows it now
I can tell you everyone suffers
I just want to be alone
I want to be alone

Love's had enough of me
Love's had it's way with me
Done with love
Don't know what's left in me
Don't know what's right for me
Done with love
Done with love

Is all of it an illusion
Is it all an illusion

Done with love
Love's had enough of me
Love's had its way with me

Done with love
Don't know what's left in me
Don't know what's right for me

Done with love
Love's had enough of me
Love's had its way with me

Done

Love's had it's way with me
Enough of me
What's left for me