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It was bliss, it was a religion, it was a homecoming of two souls, and it was a disaster. It was a secret, she begged for them to confess. He was a coward and that cowardice, sense of duty, and ultimatum meant love was done with.

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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



Done with love

Done with love


Is 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 its way with me

Enough of me

What's left of me

 

 

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from QueenTown EP, released May 29, 2020
Written by Donna Lewis and Pamela Sue Mann
Produced by David Baron

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Pamela Sue Mann New York, New York

An accomplished artist, Pamela forged her signature ethereal art-pop style with her self-titled album in 1999. She has since worked with the likes of Suzanne Vega, Gerry Leonard, and David Carbonara. Her recent collaborations with pop music icon Donna Lewis and internationally-recognized composer, producer David Baron (Michael Jackson, Bat For Lashes) are now available here. ... more

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