Good Intentions Songtext
von fen.

I think I′m not
Not the type
To tell tell my friends
The party's over
But I won′t sit around campus
Hearing stories I don't like
Of people who left
All their lives
For "something bigger than themselves"
Behind
And I think I'm not I′m not running out of money
Before I run out of luck
Got the confidence
That everyday
Resolves itself
In memories
And people
That I′ll never please
And stories
That will die with me
I think I'm not the type to leave


The cups filled on the table
Or the bleachers out of tears
The rooms filled up with strangers
Or the texts from you I fear
Too scared to say this
I might be anxious
Sometimes I′m helpless
But at least
I got good intentions

Sometimes I'm not
Not the brother that I wish
I was
And when things are getting serious
I tend to mess them up
Always blame the timing
For the insecurities
I never solve
But I think I′m not
I'm not running out of stories
When I just keep pushing on
Wonder if someday
There still will be
Somebody else to tell them to
Somebody who will love me
For the mistakes that I make
Or the amount of good intentions
That I keep

No I won′t tell you to
Love me for the things I do
Leave the cups filled
Full of emptiness
And stages
Full of sad old stories
Nobody is ever ready to hear
I might look anxious but that's just how I appear
Hope that even when I tried to crash it
In the end my life was filled
With a whole lot of
Good intentions