guilty

yes, baby, i been drinkin', and i shouldn't come by i know, but i found myself in trouble, and i had nowhere else to go, got some whisky from the barman, got some cocaine from a friend, i just had to keep on movin', til i was back in your arms again, guilty, baby i'm guilty, and i'll be guilty the rest of my life, how come i never do what i'm supposed to do, how come nothin' that i try to do ever turns out right?, you know, you know how it is with me baby, 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