You been caught
with your hand in the till.
When will you ever learn
if you play with fire, you're gonna burn?
You steal a man from your best friend,
then old Lady Luck will get you in the end.
Oh, yes, she will.
You walk a tightrope all of your life,
you don't even care that it cuts like a knife.
Guilty,
guilty and you stand accused.
You know that you're guilty,
I wouldn't wanna be in your shoes.
The road you're walking,
it'll lead you nowhere.
When you look for a friend,
you're gonna find there's nobody there.
You dance to the rhythm,
but you're outta time.
You sing a pretty tune,
but your words, you know they don't rhyme.
If you wanna play mind games,
keep 'em to yourself.
Hide 'em in the cupboard,
don't put 'em on the shelf.
Guilty,
you're guilty and you stand accused.
You know that you're guilty,
I guess you were born to lose.
Guilty,
you stand accused.
Guilty,
I wouldn't wanna be in your shoes.
Guilty,
guess you were born to lose,
guess you were born to lose.
Guilty, guilty, guilty, guilty.
You know that you're guilty,
guilty and you stand accused.
Guilty,
I wouldn't wanna be in your shoes,
guilty, guilty.