Yeah baby, I've been drinking, 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 a bar man, got some cocaine from a friend
I just had to keep on moving, till I was back in your arms again
Well I'm guilty, yeah I'm guilty, I'll be guilty for 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
Well you know how it is with me baby, you know I just can't stand myself
It takes a whole lot of medicine, for me to pretend to be somebody else.
