Good intentions that I thought I new
Not so true not so blind
But its a poke in the eye
As for you you think your true
Why then would you leave me waiting here
I'll crawl back to you with intentions
Leading with another good misfortune
Another tragedy another super sonic hell
My good intentions gone she don't even care
She's to good for me she's what I need
Somethings are not good enough
Some people are to blind to see
Birth sign: Cancer
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