Hope Lyrics - Go-betweens

I think I'm getting it right this time 

I can tell by the way she grins. 

She put the postcards up on the head of our bed, 

I can see Algiers. 

She said don't the streets on Sunday look great, 

The way they open up their windows 

And offer you things you know you'll never buy. 

Lord I'm tired, I'm just so tired. 

Don't say that you agree 

With the price you paid 

For your captivity. 

Sweet surrender and your 

Poison pen are gonna take you 

And make you whole again. 

Never gonna be the one 

Who said you were the one 

Who liked the lonesome life. 

All the times you stayed 

And prayed and thought you 

Had it made it was for 

Hope then strife. 

So I went and asked my friend the doctor 

"hat is it I've got this time? 

He said apart from that albatross 

Around your neck, the tests are 

Negative, you really are quite fine. 

So I went out to the airport 

To play for my ticket 

And someone comes up to me and says 

Hey man, they don't pay for that any more 

Lord I'm tired, I'm just so tired. 

Don't say that you agree 

With the price you paid 

For your honesty. 

Sweet surrender and your 

Poison pen are gonna take you 

And make you whole again. 

Never gonna be the one 

Who said you were the one 

Who liked the lonesome life. 

All the times you stayed 

And prayed and thought you 

Had it made it was for 

Hope then strife. 

Lord I'm tired, I'm just so tired. 

I should retire. 

Don't say that you agree 

With the price at the end 

Of hostility. 

Sweet surrender and your 

Poison pen are gonna take you 

And make you whole again. 

Never gonna be the one 

Who said you were the one 

Who liked the lonesome life. 

All the times you stayed 

And prayed and thought you 

Had it made it was for 

Hope then strife.