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