# BEST INTENTIONS [Intro – soft guitar / warm keys] Funny what stays. Whole years disappear… but give me four seconds of the right song and I can see the room again. [Verse 1] Little heads sinking into second-hand pillows Blankets kicked sideways, cartoons running low One more drink, one more story, one more reason not to sleep Then I’d sing whatever song was somewhere I could reach Wasn’t trained, wasn’t pretty Probably missed half the notes But somehow when my voice came through Your little eyes would close I didn’t know I was making memories I was just getting you through the night [Pre-Chorus] I didn’t have the answers I barely had a plan But every night you trusted me I tried to be that man [Chorus] I had the best intentions Even when I got it wrong Wanted you to feel safe enough To fall asleep inside a song Never needed you to thank me Never needed you to know I just wanted home to feel like somewhere You could finally let go If all you remember is my voice somewhere underneath the noise Maybe all those imperfect nights still carried my best intentions [Verse 2] There were days I lost my patience Days the house got stretched too thin Days I carried things into the room I should’ve left outside of it I know love doesn’t erase damage And intention doesn’t make hurt clean You can mean the world to someone And still leave things they have to heal So I learned to come back Learned to own what I’d done Being your father wasn’t proved By never being wrong [Chorus] I had the best intentions But intention wasn’t enough So I learned to turn the feeling Into something that looked like love Not protection through control Not silence dressed as strong Just making sure you knew I’d still be there After I admitted I was wrong And if somewhere inside your memory there’s a tired dad singing off-key I hope you felt what I was trying to say before I learned to say it properly [Bridge – stripped] You probably don’t remember. That’s alright. Kids aren’t supposed to remember every night somebody made them feel safe. They’re supposed to grow up believing safety was normal. Maybe that’s the win. I remember though. Every fucking one of you. [Final Chorus – full, warm lift] I still have the best intentions But now I know what that means It isn’t saying that I love you It’s becoming somewhere safe to be It’s the apology after anger It’s showing up when no one sees It’s repairing what got broken And rewriting what family means And if someday that old song plays and you smile without knowing why Maybe somewhere under everything you still remember those nights Not the words Not every lesson Not every correction Just a tired dad singing you to sleep With the best fucking intentions [Outro] Whole years disappear… Funny what stays. Goodnight, kids. Dad’s still here.
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