Old hope, got stuck in your throat Wound its way round your neck, and caused you to choke That old hope, made of rope, Held you tight as the chair legs broke
When they found you hanging in the wood You said, "At least, now, I don't have to be kind or good, I'll be cruel, and I'll be obscene, Tear out my tongue, cos I've been redeemed"
When they found you hanging in the wood You said, "At least, now, I don't have to be kind or good, I'll be cruel, and I'll be obscene, Tear out my tongue, cos I've been redeemed"
Save my blushes for the grave, No shy glance, no coy restraint, And I won't hang my head, and I won't repent, Won't face the wall and count to ten
Five, six, seven, eight, nine... ten
Well they tore you down, and they tore out your tongue, And they made you kneel for all the things that you done But you wouldn't cry, and you wouldn't beg, You just grinned, and tore out your teeth instead
And when they found you hanging in the wood You said, "At least, now, I don't have to be kind or good, I'll be cruel, and I'll be obscene, Tear out my tongue, cos I've been redeemed"
ye olde hope | florence and the machine
Old hope, got stuck in your throat
Wound its way round your neck, and caused you to choke
That old hope, made of rope,
Held you tight as the chair legs broke
When they found you hanging in the wood
You said, "At least, now, I don't have to be kind or good,
I'll be cruel, and I'll be obscene,
Tear out my tongue, cos I've been redeemed"
When they found you hanging in the wood
You said, "At least, now, I don't have to be kind or good,
I'll be cruel, and I'll be obscene,
Tear out my tongue, cos I've been redeemed"
Save my blushes for the grave,
No shy glance, no coy restraint,
And I won't hang my head, and I won't repent,
Won't face the wall and count to ten
Five, six, seven, eight, nine... ten
Well they tore you down, and they tore out your tongue,
And they made you kneel for all the things that you done
But you wouldn't cry, and you wouldn't beg,
You just grinned, and tore out your teeth instead
And when they found you hanging in the wood
You said, "At least, now, I don't have to be kind or good,
I'll be cruel, and I'll be obscene,
Tear out my tongue, cos I've been redeemed"