This isn't the outcome That I wanted or expected I don't recognize this place But I love the warm reception Yet everything's familiar Like I've seen this place before But my memory is convenient I forget when I should have known I've been thinking about How my good intentions Keep me turned around I don't know the road or the destination But I think I'm about to find that out To find that out There isn't a last known place Or time or said location That I can recall And take me form this misdirection And everyone's a suspect 'Cause they cannot be my friends Have I lost my intuition Is it me or is it them? I've been thinking about How my good intentions Keep me turned around I don't know the road or the destination But I think I'm about to find that out To find that out Now my good intentions Keep me turned around I don't know the road or the destination But I think I'm about to find that out Yeah, my good intentions That keep me turned around I don't know the road or the destination But I think I'm about to find that out