Intentions from Pathological by able machines

Isn’t it strange
You always tell me I’m a real good time
When up in my head
I’m playing defense
I don’t recall ever
Giving you permission to
Get up in my space with all your pretense

And I’m getting so tired of always trying to figure out

What are your intentions?
Say what’s on your mind
If you’re just tryin’ to ---- this is just waste of time
I gave you my attention
It doesn’t mean I’m yours yours yours
And if you don’t show me something more
You’ll never be the one that’s takin’ me home

Hot air
Pretending you care
Using up all your lines
But I know the game
And you’ll never win it
I never asked to be
The object of your perversity
And I just can’t take
Another minute

And I’m getting so tired of always trying to figure out

What are your intentions?
Say what’s on your mind
If you’re just tryin’ to ---- this is just waste of time
I gave you my attention
It doesn’t mean I’m yours yours yours
And if you don’t show me something more
You’ll never be the one that’s takin’ me home

So go on and give it your best
You’re just like all the rest
You're thinking with one of your heads
But that's the wrong one baby
So go on and give it your best
You’re just like all the rest
You're thinking with one of your heads
So tell me

What are your intentions?
Say what’s on your mind
If you’re just tryin’ to ---- this is just waste of time
I gave you my attention
It doesn’t mean I’m yours yours yours
And if you don’t show me something more
You’ll never be the one that’s takin’ me home

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