Guilty

Yes, baby, I been drinkin'

And I shouldn't come by, I know

But I found myself in trouble, darling

And I had nowhere else to go

Got some whiskey from the barman

Got some cocaine from a friend

I just had to keep on movin'

'Til I was back in your arms again

I'm guilty, baby, I'm guilty

And I'll be guilty all the rest of my life

How come I never do what I'm supposed to do?

How come nothing that I try to do ever turns out right?

You know, you know how it is with me, baby

You know, you know I just can't stand myself

And it takes a whole lot of medicine

For me to pretend that I'm somebody else