Ye Olde Hope

Old hope, got stuck in your throat
Wound it's way round your neck
And caused you to choke
Old hope, made of rope
That 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 nor good
I'll be cruel and I'll be obscene
Tear out my tongue
'Cause I've been redeemed

When they found you hanging in the wood
You said:
At least now I don't have to be kind nor good
I'll be cruel and I'll be obscene
Tear out my tongue
'Cause 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

5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10

Well they tore you down
And they tore out your tongue
And they made you kneel
For all the things that you'd done
But you wouldn't cry
You wouldn't beg
You just screamed
And tore out your teeth instead

When they found you hanging in the wood
You said
At least now I don't have to be kind nor good
I'll be cruel and I'll be obscene
Tear out my tongue
'Cause I've been redeemed