Good Intent - Kimbra

You heard the crickets of the early eve

They lurk around the opening in twos and threes

Clementine told you not to

Move with the breeze

I'll take you down to places

Where we dare not speak

The red light in the doorway

Says she's armed

But boy go try your luck

And you might get past

Step into the dwelling of the liger's mouth

Peer into the panic for a kick and swell

You know you shouldn't be

There but it's way past bed

There's comfort in the fingers of your good intent

You know you shouldn't be there

But your money's all spent

You've got your reputation

And your good intent

Your good intent

Out to feed that habit when

You've sowed that seed

Nothing made you feel out of the ordinary

But the air turns sombre and the night took heed

Took you on a waltz of hypocrisy

She broke your bones

Now you're lying in the dirt

The shadow of a hunter under your torture

It's not enough to say it's not what's in your heart

You've tainted every moment till death do we part

I know you didn't mean it boy you meant so well

The pennies are cascading down your wishing well

I know you didn't mean it when you counted to ten

You're slipping through the

Fingers of your good intent

I know you didn't mean it though you meant so well

The pennies are cascading down your wishing well

I know you didn't mean it when you counted to ten

You've got your reputation and your good intent

Such a good intent

It's not enough to hope for the best

It's not enough to lie there on a brace

The liger's on the prowl now

You've pulled it's strings

One false move and soon you're playing dice for a