Of having only eyes for you
Of letting you turn my crimson skies blue, ooh
Of hating your somebody new
Of getting hella jealous of the ground that’s under you, ooh
Of going way too hard
Of tryna call you while I'm storming out the bar
Of going way across the line, of 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
Of going way too far
Of driving by your place and counting up the cars
Of going way across the line, of 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
Is it 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