See the road to hell, is paved with good intentions Can't you tell, the way they have to mention How they helped you out, you're such a hopeless victim Please don't do me any favors, Mr. Intentional All their talk, is seasoned to perfection The road they walk, commanding your affection They need to be needed, deceived by motivation An opportunity, to further situation Why they so important, is without explanation Please don't patrionize me, Mr. Intentional We give rise to ego, by being insecure The advice that we go, desperatly searching for The subconscious effort, to support our paramour To engage in denial, to admit we're immature Validating lies, Mr. Intentional Open up yours eyes, Mr. Intentional Stuck in a system, that seeks to suck your blood Held emotionally hostage, by what everybody does Counting all the money, that you give them just because Exploiting ignorance, in the name of love Stop before you drop because that's just the way it was Please don...