Del Rey, Lana - Hope Is A Dangerous Thing For A Woman Like Me To Have - But I Have It Lyrics






I was reading Slim Aarons
And I got to thinking that I thought
Maybe I'd get less stressed
If I was tested less like all of these debutantes
Smiling for miles in pink dresses
And high heels on white yachts
But I'm not
Baby I'm not
No, I'm not
That I'm not

I've been tearing around in my fucking nightgown
24/7, Sylvia Plath
Writing in blood on the walls
'Cause the ink in my pen don't work in my notepad
Don't ask if I'm happy, you know that I'm not
But at best I can say I'm not sad
'Cause hope is a dangerous thing
For a woman like me to have
Hope is a dangerous thing
For a woman like me to have

I had fifteen-year dances
Church basement romances yeah I've cried
Spilling my guts with the Bowery Bums
Is the only love I've ever known
Except for the stage which I also call home when I'm not
Serving up God in a burnt coffee pot for the triad
Hello it's the most famous woman you know on the iPad
Calling from beyond the grave, I just wanna say, "Hi dad"

I've been tearing up town in my fucking white gown
Like a goddamn near sociopath
Shaking my ass is the only thing that's
Got this black narcissist off my back
She couldn't care less and I never cared more
So there's no more to say about that
Except hope is a dangerous thing
For a woman like me to have
Hope is a dangerous thing
For a woman with my past

There's a new revolution
A loud evolution
That I saw
Born of confusion
And quiet collusion
Of which mostly I've known
A modern day woman
With a weak constitution
'Cause I've got
Monsters still under my bed
That I could never fight off
A gatekeeper carelessly dropping
The keys on my nights off

I've been tearing around in my fucking nightgown
24/7, Sylvia Plath
Writing in blood on your walls
'Cause the ink in my pen don't look good in my pad
They write that I'm happy, they know that I'm not
But at best you can see I'm not sad
But hope is a dangerous thing
For a woman like me to have
Hope is a dangerous thing
For a woman like me to have
Hope is a dangerous thing
For a woman like me to have
But I have it
Yeah, I have it
Yeah, I have it
I have





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  1. j.... b....

    Assholes those ones that left a dislike for this master piece
    By the way...
    It's amaizing, the last 2 bars made some tears come out, but not the sadness ones, rather tears of shock.

  2. E.... F....

    This is pure fire🔥everything she does is!

  3. T.... M....

    "Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope can drive a man insane." E.Redding (Shawshank Redemption) ❤️
    "Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have- but l have it." LDR ❤️

  4. C.... F....

    this song is so important, its context is real and really crying. Lana always overcoming her limits and challenges of being an artist loved and venerated by her trajectory. a real queen. QUEEN EVERRR. ❤😍👑🤩🥰👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

  5. S.... S....

    Someone: your favourite song?
    Me: hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have,but I have it....
    Someone: what?? I am just asking the name of song!
    Me: yes

  6. j.... 6....

    god damn her voice is so clear 😍🖤

  7. Y.... G....

    she makes ''fucking'' sound so beautiful.

  8. X.... D....

    I'm 55 y and a heavy metal fan.
    But I have to commit this is a masterpiece!!

  9. w.... ....

    Lana sings with deep meaningful emotion , but this recording captures her very essence.

  10. N.... G....

    this song makes me wanna change myself and be the sad boy that I am

  11. Q.... K....

    Heaven only

  12. T.... ....

    ...ok so in this song she’s talking about Sylvia Plath every time... she says “calling from beyond the grave I just wanna say hi dad” Sylvia Plaths dad died and Sylvia tried to commit suicide. And that was near death almost. So she was calling beyond the grave so she could see him.... this is just a conspiracy

  13. x.... ....

    She's a legend to me. There are other artists I like and go back to from time to time but over the years she's one of the few I'm just always listening to.

  14. N.... R....

    Melhor música escrita pela Lana a composição é muito forte e real

  15. l.... ....

    Lana thank you for being here for me all the time.

  16. S.... L....

    Que du bonheur cet chanson

  17. f.... t....

    Maga be...

  18. 5.... s....

    Ohh damn lana del rey this song tell To my life

  19. S.... B....

    Thank you Lana for being vulnerable and making this beautiful song

  20. Z.... ....

    One of the most beautiful poets and songwriters of all times. How lucky we are to be alive at the same time as Lana.

  21. R.... L....

    [ LYRICS ] 🌻
    I was reading Slim Aarons
    And I got to thinking that I thought
    Maybe I'd get less stressed
    If I was tested less like all of these debutantes
    Smiling for miles in pink dresses
    And high heels on white yachts
    But I'm not
    Baby I'm not
    No, I'm not
    That I'm not

    I've been tearing around in my fucking nightgown
    24/7, Sylvia Plath
    Writing in blood on the walls
    'Cause the ink in my pen don't work in my notepad
    Don't ask if I'm happy, you know that I'm not
    But at best I can say I'm not sad
    'Cause hope is a dangerous thing
    For a woman like me to have
    Hope is a dangerous thing
    For a woman like me to have

    I had fifteen-year dances
    Church basement romances yeah I've cried
    Spilling my guts with the Bowery Bums
    Is the only love I've ever known
    Except for the stage which I also call home when I'm not
    Serving up God in a burnt coffee pot for the triad
    Hello it's the most famous woman you know on the iPad
    Calling from beyond the grave, I just wanna say, "Hi dad"

    I've been tearing up town in my fucking white gown
    Like a goddamn near sociopath
    Shaking my ass is the only thing that's
    Got this black narcissist off my back
    She couldn't care less and I never cared more
    So there's no more to say about that
    Except hope is a dangerous thing
    For a woman like me to have
    Hope is a dangerous thing
    For a woman with my past

    There's a new revolution
    A loud evolution
    That I saw
    Born of confusion
    And quiet collusion
    Of which mostly I've known
    A modern day woman
    With a weak constitution
    'Cause I've got
    Monsters still under my bed
    That I could never fight off
    A gatekeeper carelessly dropping
    The keys on my nights off

    I've been tearing around in my fucking nightgown
    24/7, Sylvia Plath
    Writing in blood on your walls
    'Cause the ink in my pen don't look good in my pad
    They write that I'm happy, they know that I'm not
    But at best you can see I'm not sad
    But hope is a dangerous thing
    For a woman like me to have
    Hope is a dangerous thing
    For a woman like me to have
    Hope is a dangerous thing
    For a woman like me to have
    But I have it
    Yeah, I have it
    Yeah, I have it
    I have

  22. L.... C....

    She is living legend

  23. P.... B....

    Producer: how long do want the name of the song to be?
    Lana: Yes

  24. s.... s....

    "I'm not happy, but I'm not sad" people who don't relate to this think this makes no sense and one thing i can say is there will be a time in everyone's life when they do relate to this and it's kinda conforting to know that you're just like everyone else sometimes

  25. H.... J....

    😥😥

  26. A.... S....

    Its been more than one year since Lana broke our hearts with this one

  27. m.... ....

    This is my ASMR

  28. N.... H....

    This reminds me of me and my ex bestie breakup... it was the worst shitty experience. I cried for days ... we loved this song

  29. R.... ....

    sem defeitos!

  30. J.... R....

    Hope is a dangerous thing for me to have because I put my heart, body, mind and soul on the line and i would put my neck on a block that Lana was going to win the Grammy because NFR is a fucking masterpiece but this utter nonsense happened i love billie but i love lana more sorry but its true. But you know what I have hope. One day.

  31. K.... T....

    Hope is empowering, from my perspective of Lanas Song, what I take from it is that, if you get even a smigen of hope, in any way, shape or form....watch out, there’s the motivation, born from it the energy it will take to handle hands down the apocalypse folks. Watch the fuck out, were going to fix the world. Are you ready for it? Here it comes🤜🏼🤛🏼✔️💯%💋💓💞P.S I LOVE YOU LANA DEL REY. With every flaming fiery fibre of my being.🤜🏼🤛🏼❤️

  32. L.... V....

    you make me un poco tristee

  33. N.... R....

    Isso merecia sim o Grammy

  34. V.... M....

    I don’t smoke at all but my cigarette lit itself

  35. L.... M....

    I'm here after the grammys...

  36. a.... a....

    God is Lana 💞

  37. N.... S....

    Lana Del Rey makes this world a better place! ❤

  38. L.... Y....

    Her corduroy voice makes me rejoice. Well done Lana, well done.

  39. A.... H....

    My wig flew straight to Mars after listening to this...

  40. F.... ....

    i like how the song name just naturally rolls off the tongue

  41. C.... G....

    Advanced depression, the depths of despair, feeling, it is the new everything. We are needed. In feeling, I return to life. In feeling, I have choices. In pain, I am reminded of my power. In this song, I remember: Hope lives and rises from Acceptance. Thank you for this song, it is beautiful.

  42. M.... M....

    Hino perfeito

  43. M.... E....

    all i can say is that this music touches my heart

  44. T.... M....

    hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have:


    I was reading Slim Aarons and I got to thinking that I thought
    Maybe I'd get less stressed if I was tested less like

    All of these debutantes

    Smiling for miles in pink dresses and high heels on white yachts

    But I'm not, baby, I'm not

    No, I'm not, that, I'm not



    I've been tearing around in my fucking nightgown

    24/7 Sylvia Plath

    Writing in blood on the walls

    'Cause the ink in my pen don't work in my notepad

    Don't ask if I'm happy, you know that I'm not

    But at best, I can say I'm not sad

    'Cause hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have

    Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have



    I had fifteen-year dances

    Church basement romances, yeah, I've cried

    Spilling my guts with the Bowery Bums

    Is the only love I've ever known

    Except for the stage, which I also call home, when I'm not

    Servin' up God in a burnt coffee pot for the triad

    Hello, it's the most famous woman you know on the iPad

    Calling from beyond the grave, I just wanna say, "Hi, Dad"



    I've been tearing up town in my fucking white gown

    Like a goddamn near sociopath

    Shaking my ass is the only thing that's

    Got this black narcissist off my back

    She couldn't care less, and I never cared more

    So there's no more to say about that

    Except hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have

    Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman with my past



    There's a new revolution, a loud evolution that I saw

    Born of confusion and quiet collusion of which mostly I've known

    A modern day woman with a weak constitution, 'cause I've got

    Monsters still under my bed that I could never fight off

    A gatekeeper carelessly dropping the keys on my nights off



    I've been tearing around in my fucking nightgown

    24/7 Sylvia Plath

    Writing in blood on your walls

    'Cause the ink in my pen don't look good in my pad

    They write that I'm happy, they know that I'm not

    But at best, you can see I'm not sad

    But hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have

    Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have



    Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have

    But I have it

    Yeah, I have it

    Yeah, I have it

    I have

  45. N.... I....

    Minha favorita do Álbum

  46. w.... p....

    "'Cause i've got monsters still under my bed that i could never fight off"

  47. N.... R....

    Melhor composição da Lana

  48. B.... B....

    This song makes me cry everytime but I love this song

  49. g.... m....

    *Is that a Fall Out Boy song title Lana?*

  50. v.... c....

    only birthday song i bop to.

  51. R.... U....

    1 year 🥰🎇

  52. d.... w....

    one year old ❤️

  53. M.... M....

    *Happy one year anniversary to the best song of 2019* ♥💔

  54. t.... b....

    This song is one cigarette long

  55. S.... A....

    Cover song cover and smiled on the cover of her saddest song 😔

  56. N.... M....

    Well I hope you win your grammy

  57. D.... P....

    I love Lana del Rays music, I never realized she suffered from depression.
    I’ve never suffered an unhappy day in my life.
    The only sad thing is, that one lifetime is not enough time, to do all that I want to do.

  58. s.... ....

    Raisa Bruner says: " If there's one thing you can always count on Lana Del Rey for, it's dedication to her character and her themes: decrepit Americana, a kind of depressed hedonism, moody self-reflection on the passage of time as a gilded age flakes away. Lana's project has always been to mythologize an era -- one she may not have ever even lived in, but one she embodies in spirit and form with impressive commitment. "Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have -- but I have it" is a five-and-a-half-minute dirge, just Lana's spare vocals over piano. But it includes some of her finest, most chilling writing, and most precise singing. She has an uncanny ability to coin new turns of phrase in her lyrics. (You don't hear pop stars name-dropping Sylvia Plath that often, after all.) And then there's this: "They write that I'm happy, they know that I'm not, but at best you can see I'm not sad." Something to chew on. "

  59. �.... B....

    If u dont listen to lana del rey u would lost to many things but if u listen to lana it means u already lost so many things🥀💔

  60. K.... B....

    *Cries in Bipolar*

  61. B.... 9....

    "She couldn't care less and I never cared more so there's no more to say about that"
    Damn, it's my fav LDR song 🖤💜

  62. t.... d....

    I love you Lana

  63. A.... ....

    Same voice like Alice on the roof

  64. M.... M....

    My #1 favorite song of 2019 - hands down.
    My wish for 2020: *To have a televised, stripped down, live performance of this song* . Just Lana, and Jack Antonoff on a piano. One can dream, right?!

  65. B.... E....

    best song of 2019

  66. M.... ....

    You can find some incredible Plath poetry recited by the author on YouTube.

  67. L.... S....

    Lana, i love uuuu!!💞

  68. N.... R....

    Lana é uma poeta

  69. v.... d....

    this whole album is so cathartic and painful, Lana del Rey, thanks for all the references, I know who Sylvia Plath is now. I imagine listening to this album like looking at a sepia toned aged photograph

    v.... d....

    “The Bell Jar” by Sylvia Plath is a great read and after reading it makes a lot of sense why Lana uses her name in this song

    v.... d....

    D H thanks I am going to read it.

  70. T.... W....

    Lana Del Rey I am sure does not read the trillion comments left for her but seriously she has got me through the darkest places in my life when I feel alone I listen to her it's like a friend telling me it's okay. I have had a rough road in life illness, marital issues, addiction, sadness/depression, betrayal, loneliness, etc.. I'm 1000 miles from home looking for a better life for years and falling short often feeling it's just me to pick my self up again but Lana has always been there and plays the perfect tune I need to get through what I'm struggling with. Sometimes I am surprised how I feel after sitting alone crying because she sang the words i couldn't express. I feel better and ready for the next good day.

  71. W.... S....

    Rope is a dangerous thing for a depressed woman like me to have

  72. B.... P....

    Lena Del *Feminist* Rey Welcome sister!

  73. B.... M....

    She's a ho

    B.... M....

    Bless you

  74. M.... ....

    This is sylvia plath's sorry

  75. m.... c....

    when I thought the song was named hope is a dangerous thing, but the name was hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have - but i have it ·o·

  76. J.... W....

    Only her songs can really hurt you and make you want to feel the pain

  77. �.... A....

    🙏
    1:03 💙🔥💃
    👇👇👇👇👇

  78. M.... M....

    Calling from beyond the grave, I just want to say "hi dad."

  79. L.... ....

    Just cry 😭

  80. A.... ....

    i do love the song ‘norman fucking rockwell’ but this song deserved the grammy nomination more. pure poetry

  81. M.... M....

    But i have it

  82. r.... c....

    Lana sings like she's lived on earth for thousands of years

    r.... c....

    That's because people who have been hurt and are emotional speak on a 'wiser' manner more than 'intelligent'. I'm awful at maths, but I talk about philosophy and life like I am an 80 year old person.
    INFPs like Lana and me are usually like this, though

    r.... c....

    ​@utopia I loved reading your thoughtful reply to a comment I just copy and pasted. Seriously though, I fucking love Lana's music because I see the INFJ in me in her. As someone who has been through pain I think I feel very deeply, even if I can't always express it very well haha.

  83. S.... S....

    “writing in blood on my walls and shit” - Heroin

    “Writing in blood on my walls
    'Cause the ink in my pen don't work in my notepad” - Hope is A Dangerous Thing.

    Wow!

  84. W.... w....

    This song is a masterpiece

  85. E.... K....

    the best song of hers

  86. H.... ....

    I imagined Chris Cornell covering this song and cried because he passed away 2 years ago

  87. K.... A....

    “They write that I’m happy, they know that I’m not, but at best you can see I’m not sad”

  88. J.... C....

    How did she sing this in the studio without completely breaking down? I can't even get through the first verse and I'm already balling.

  89. A.... H....

    I was reading Slim Aarons and I got to thinking that I thought
    Maybe I'd get less stressed if I was tested less like
    All of these debutantes
    Smiling for miles in pink dresses and high heels on white yachts
    But I'm not, baby, I'm not
    No, I'm not, that, I'm not


    I've been tearing around in my fucking nightgown
    24/7 Sylvia Plath
    Writing in blood on my walls
    'Cause the ink in my pen don't work in my notepad
    Don't ask if I'm happy, you know that I'm not
    But at best, I can say I'm not sad
    'Cause hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
    Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like to have


    I had 15-year dances
    Church basement romances, yeah, I've cried
    Spilling my guts with the Bowery Bums
    Is the only love I've ever known
    Except for the stage, which I also call home, when I'm not
    Servin' up God in a burnt coffee pot for the triad
    Hello, it's the most famous woman you know on the iPad
    Calling from beyond the grave, I just wanna say, "Hi, Dad"


    I've been tearing up town in my fucking white gown
    Like a goddamn near sociopath
    Shaking my ass is the only thing that's
    Got this black narcissist off my back
    She couldn't care less, and I couldn't care more
    So there's no more to say about that
    Except hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
    Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have


    There's a new revolution, a loud evolution that I saw
    Born of confusion and quiet collusion of which mostly I've known
    A modern-day woman with a weak constitution, 'cause I've got
    Monsters still under my bed that I could never fight off
    A gatekeeper carelessly dropping the keys on my nights off


    I've tearing around in my fucking nightgown
    24/7 Sylvia Plath
    Writing in blood on your walls
    'Cause the ink in my pen don't look good in my pad
    They write that I'm happy, they know that I'm not
    But at best, you can see I'm not sad
    But hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
    Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have


    Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
    But I have it
    Yeah, I have it
    Yeah, I have it
    I have

  90. Y.... A....

    🇹🇷🇹🇷🇹🇷
    [1. Kıta]
    Slim Aarons* okuyordum ve düşündüm de
    Daha az sınansam, daha az stresli olurdum belki de
    Tüm bu taze sosyete kızları gibi
    Pembe elbiseler ve topuklularla beyaz yatlarda gülümsüyerek millerce
    Ama ben değilim, bebeğim, ben değilim
    Hayır, ben değilim, ben öyle biri değilim

    [Nakarat]
    Siktiğimin geceliğimle koşuşturup duruyorum
    7/24 Sylvia Plath**
    Kanla yazıyorum duvarlarıma
    Çünkü kalemimdeki mürekkep işe yaramıyor not defterimin sayfalarında
    Mutlu musun diye sorma, olmadığımı biliyorsun
    Ama en azından üzgün değilim diyebilirim
    Çünkü umut benim gibi bir kadın için tehlikelidir
    Umut benim gibi bir kadın için tehlikelidir

    [2. Kıta]
    On beş yaş danslarım da oldu
    Kilise bodrumu aşklarım da, evet ağladım
    Bowery Bum***'larla içimi döktüğüm zamanlarda
    Bildiğim tek aşk da bu
    Bazen evim de dediğim sahne dışında
    Tanrıya hizmet etmiyorken tabii, yanmış bir cezvede, üçlü birlik adına
    Merhaba, iPad'de tanıdığın en ünlü kadın
    Mezarın ötesinden sesleniyor, sadece "Selam, baba" demek istiyorum

    [Nakarat]
    Siktiğimin beyaz elbisemle şehrin altını üstüne getiriyorum
    Bir sosyopat gibi neredeyse
    Bu siyah narsistten kurtulmanın tek yolu kıçımı sallamak
    Onun daha az umrunda olamazdı ve ben de hiç bu kadar umursamamıştım
    Yani bu konuda denecek bir şey yok artık
    Umut benim gibi bir kadın için tehlikelidir demek dışında
    Umut benim geçmişim göze alındığında tehlikelidir

    [Geçiş]
    Yeni bir devrim geliyor, gözlerimle gördüğüm sesli bir evrim
    Kafa karışıklığından ve çoğunlukla tek bildiğim olan sessiz bir antlaşmadan doğan
    Zayıf yaradılışlı modern bir kadın
    Çünkü yatağımın altında, asla savaşamayacağım canavarlar var hâlâ
    Boş gecelerimde anahtarları umarsızca bırakan bir bekçi

    [Nakarat]
    Siktiğimin geceliğimle koşuşturup duruyorum
    7/24 Sylvia Plath
    Kanla yazıyorum duvarlarına
    Çünkü kalemimdeki mürekkep işe yaramıyor not defterimin sayfalarında
    Yazdıklarına göre mutluyum, olmadığımı biliyorlar
    Ama en azından üzgün olmadığımı görebilirsin
    Ama umut benim gibi bir kadın için tehlikelidir
    Umut benim gibi bir kadın için tehlikelidir

    [Outro]
    Umut benim gibi bir kadın için tehlikelidir
    Ama ben umutluyum
    Evet, umutluyum
    Evet, umutluyum
    Umutlu
    ...

  91. J.... E....

    Wonderful dark tone in her voice.

  92. i.... ....

    Cryin again

  93. C.... C....

    my loveeeeeeeeeeeee

  94. e.... b....

    shes crying