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