Guilty

Yes, baby, I've been drinkin'

i know i shouldn't come by no more

But I found myself in trouble

And I had no place else to go

Got some whisky from a bottle

Got some ******* from a friend

And I had to had to keep on pushin' darlin'

Til I was back in your arms again

And I am guilty, baby, I am guilty

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

How come I never do what I am supposed to do?

And when I try to do it, it never turns out right?

You know how it is, with me mother ******

You know, I just can't stand myself

It takes a whole lot of medicine, darling

For me to pretend that I am somebody else