It just comes back to me So why must it be Chaos lives in everything Trapped inside a dream It all comes back to me And it’s not fate Everything’s just fine Now I’m guilty, not ashamed Got this thing attached to me, throw it all away

I did what I did One wrong turn on Bourbon Cuts like the knives of New Orleans Tonight, a bleeding memory Is tomorrow's guilty vein Your auburn hair on a faraway sea wall Screams across the Pontchartrain I'm haunted by headlights And a crescent city

(Jailbreak) All in the name of liberty There was a friend of mine on murder And the judge's gavel fell Jury found him guilty Gave him sixteen years in hell He said "I ain't spending my life here I ain't livin' alone

Flash before my eyes Now it's time to die Burning in my brain I can feel the flames Someone help me Oh please God help me They are trying to take it all away I don't want to die Guilty as charged

You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare Either way I don't wanna wake up from you (turn the lights on) Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare Somebody, pinch me--your love's too good to be true (turn the lights on) My guilty pleasure--I ain't

And I'll feel a guilty conscience grow She burns like the sun, and I can't look away She'll burn our horizons, make no mistake And I'll hide from the world behind a broken frame And I'll burn forever, I can't face the shame Come waste your millions here,

So what you gonna do about it Happy just to be in lust Never have to eat no dust Everybody talk about You're dyin' and you're screamin' inside Oh you're guilty way before you been tried It's crazy but you're diggin' it You feel it in the summertime blues

Be careful who you tell. Whoa! (Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!) Waiting on a bloodline It's water under the bridge 'Cause you gotta look her in the eye, And you gotta love your way of life. 'Cause you got a guilty filthy soul Don't you know it's out of your control?

Is it guilty in here, or is it just me? What became of all the boys Who only want one thing? Will someone tell me what I'm doin' wrong 'Cause the good ones all got wedding rings And the young ones are just too dumb And I don't think I have any more Room

How can it be You plead my cause You right my wrongs You break my chains You overcome You gave Your life To give me mine You say that I am free I am guilty