With a guilty conscience.

Live, live, live, live, live with a guilty conscience Lotta messed up nights, lotta letdowns Lotta dumb ones, bet you a grand now

That I'm just seeing the best in you cause I want to Yeah, yeah, yeah That I don't trust you on the weekends

Out in pictures, you were sleeping Gotta run it from all the red and blue in the rearview

I'll be wanting you back till the gods start calling While you're sleeping unless you snort it

Cause I need you, darling, is that right?

I want my moral shot, even though it don't faze me Loving you batshit crazy

Come on back this nightly, if that's wrong, get out of here

With a guilty conscience.

Yeah, but the guilty conscience Not a hotel room since you checked it Not a good diction, second guessing Not a house gonna kill you But didn't wanna hurt you, baby

No, had a good life, it got high tech It was criminal to hurt me like that But I burnt my cheek and I just don't care what my friends say

I'll be wanting you back till the clouds start falling But it's deep in the mess you started

Cause I need you, darling, is that love?

All my morals, yeah, even that don't faze me Love me, you batshit crazy

Come on back this night, leave The glass fall, cause I left me

Dead, dead, dead with a guilty conscience Dead, dead, dead, dead with a guilty conscience inside

Cause I, cause I live in a guilty conscience, guilty conscience

Yeah, but the guilty conscience is hot.

Yeah, but the guilty.

She's hot

But the good, the good, the good, the good

With the beauty consciousness.

But the girls are gone