When you're fractionally near the answer you sought
And it's already there in the image that you bought
You discover at once it's you that's all wrong
And you're wishing this time
You really belonged
There's no more hope for you
When you're smothered in fashion just to be like all the rest
But you can't understand it's not just the dress
You sit in the discos with the head in your hands
The answer's quite simple
But you can't understand
There's no more hope for you
All the bright flashing lights they start screaming at you
And the music gets louder, there's nothing that you can do
Everyones face comes closer to stare
You're wanting to run
But you're part of the chair
There's no more hope for you
There's no more hope for you
There's no more hope for you
There's no more hope for you
There's no more hope for you
When you're fractionally near the answer you sought
And it's already there in the image that you bought
You sit in the discos with the head in your hands
The answer's quite simple
But you can't understand
No more hope