No way   You wanna keep little silence   I heard it all before   Gotta lead you out the door      Would you like to save your pretty lies maybe   God knows    God knows    I´m a little bit high   And I want to hear me only      Every day as I count the locusts   My malady is quick to grow   Leaving me dry    And a little bit too lonely      You don´t have to show me your ranges   I would like to cancel this meeting   God knows    God knows   I wanna be left on my own      I will have to be here for ages   Judging from your manner of speaking   God knows   God knows   I wanna be left on my own   Not lonely