I sit at home, 

I have nothing to do right now

I sit here to rest!

The photos have long been banned 

some I burned too  

It's been a good time with you 

Hey, come on, the tears are not from me!

I don't care about you it sounds very banal!

Every picture of you hurts

if I can still see it in front of me 

it wasn't that long ago either

between us there was only the ocean

Every email from you hurts

don't know where I stand now

erasing them is no torture at all,

loving you is fatal

It's all over, 

hey, I'm immune

That I lost you doesn't knock me out anymore

Even if I would like to have you again 

I'd rather smoke another cigarette 

then just lay me down 

everything else 

makes no sense at all