Guilty

Of having only eyes for you Of lettin' you turn my crimson skies blue, ooh-ooh Of hating your somebody new Of getting hella jealous of the ground that's under you, ooh-ooh Of goin' way too hard Or tryna call you while I'm stormin' out the bar Of goin' way across the line Or needing you at the end of every night I'm guilty, baby I'm guilty, baby If having a bleeding heart is a crime If loving you means I'm serving life I'm guilty, baby Of using medicine as a crutch On the nights when the voices in my head won't shut up Oh, oh Of goin' way (goin' way) too far (too far) Of driving by your place and countin' up the cars (up the cars) Goin' way (goin' way) across the line (across the line) Or needing you at the end of every night I'm guilty, baby I'm guilty, baby If having a bleeding heart is a crime If loving you means I'm serving life I'm guilty, baby How bad I need you, ain't enough words to say Are we really over or just on a different page? I'm guilty, baby I'm guilty, baby If having a bleeding heart is a crime If loving you means I'm serving life I'm guilty, baby