Nothing that I try to do ever turns out right
And I'll be guilty for the rest of my life
It takes a whole lot of medicine, darling
But I found myself in trouble darling
You know I just can't stand myself
How come I never do what I'm supposed to do?
I got some whiskey, yeah from a bar man
Got some cocaine from a friend
Till I was back in your arms again
You know how it is with me baby
And I had no place else to go
And I had to keep on moving
Well I'm guilty, yeah I'm guilty
