(Sinead O'Connor)



I'm full of good intentions

Like I never was before

It's too late for prevention

But I don't think it's too late for the cure

     

So you call in your minions

And see what you can find

Night time or morning

These hands are sticky but I don't mind



Why must you always be around?

Why can't you just leave it be?

It's done nothing so far but destroy my life

You cause as much sorrow dead

As you did when you were alive

     

I never said I was tough

That was everyone else

So you're a fool to attack me

For the image that you built yourself

     

Just sounds more vicious

Than I actually mean

I really am soft

Yes, I'm tender and sweet

     

Why must you always be around?

Why can't you just leave it be?

You've done nothing so far but destroy my life

You cause as much sorrow dead

As you did when you were alive

     

Why must you always ask me?

Why can't you just leave me be?

You've done nothing so far but destroy my life

You cause as much sorrow dead

As you did when you were alive