of a lover's crime, wants you through the night.

You killed me, now I'll do my time.

I was running around, dragging you down, leaving you far behind.

Yes, I'm guilty of letting you go.

Maybe, you're the lucky one.

Cause baby, now I'm on the run.

Cause they're chasing me down, all over town.

And it's all for the things I've done.

Yes, I'm guilty of letting you go.

Guilty of romanticide.

Now I'm wilting, twisting up inside.

I was running around, dragging you down, wishing you still were mine.

Yes, I'm guilty.

Yes, I'm guilty.

Guilty of letting you go.