Guilty

Yeah Babe, well I've been drinking
And I shouldn't come by, no
But I found myself in trouble darling
And I had nowhere else to go

Well I got some whisky from the barman
Well i got some cocaine from my friends
And I gotta keep on, keep on moving babe
'til I'm back in your arms again

That's why I'm guilty, yes I'm guilty
And I'll be guilty for the rest of my time
I tell my babe how come I never do
What I'm supposed to do?
And how come everything I try never turns out right?

You know how is with my babe
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
I guess I'm guilty