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 (She's armed)

I wouldn’t go try your luck or you might get passed (Might get passed)

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

Ooh ooh ooh

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 thee

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 'til 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 breast

The liger’s on the prowl now you’ve pulled its strings

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