It's not because of you, it's my fault.
I'm rarely ever satisfied and have no patience.
I'll throw into your face at some point everything you do.
You're so genuinely anxious that I want to vomit,
and if that's love, then it's a shitty feeling
which only ever brings up that someone wants to move on.
Set me free, let me go.
Before I go now waving goodbye
to our old "us", to 2004,
to what we thought and what we once were,
to drunk kids under Autobahn bridges,
to the joint before school, to gaps in memory,
to the house of my childhood in a town on the Lahn.
I have to think about you so often.
We've lived through so much
even though it was always obvious
that at some point once of us would go.
It was so good probably not despite that
but rather because of it.
You were always so sure
that you'd stay how you were.
That was never enough for me -
I missed the big thing.
You say that you find it silly,
but it could be that you're missing the courage.
Set me free, let me go.
Before I go now waving goodbye
to our old "us", to 2004,
to what we thought and what we once were,
to drunk kids under Autobahn bridges,
to the joint before school, to gaps in memory,
to the house of my childhood in a town on the Lahn.
Before I go now waving goodbye
to our old "us", to 2004,
to what we thought and what we once were,
to drunk kids under Autobahn bridges,
to the joint before school, to gaps in memory,
to the house of my childhood in a town on the Lahn.
Before I go now waving goodbye
to our old "us", to 2004,
to what we thought and what we once were,
to drunk kids under Autobahn bridges,
to the joint before school, to gaps in memory,
to the house of my childhood in a town on the Lahn.
In my town on the Lahn.