"Good Intentions"

Sell me your soul and maybe i'll spare you a dime

Everything in your world’s worth a minute of my time

Paying taxes on your love with lucky pennies from the couch

Breathing rainbows black and white, the colors stuck inside your mouth

Turn it up, turn it up

Does it hit you hard enough?

Turn it up, turn it up

Does it hit you hard enough?

Turn it up

Turn it up, turn it up

Does it hit you hard enough?

Turn it up, turn it up

Turn it up, turn it up

I’m gonna make my getaway

So you got your wish, they finally threw that dog a bone

But all you wanna do is take your toys and run back home

Just keep playing baby, just sing that same old song

But whatcha gonna do when nobody sings along?

Turn it up, turn it up

Does it hit you hard enough?

Turn it up, turn it up

Turn it up, turn it up

So long to good intentions until my dying day

Let’s make some bad decisions

I’m gonna make my getaway

Turn it up, turn it up

Turn it up, turn it up