3 A.M. what am I supposed to do?
I can't go home smelling like you
All these late nights coming back home
Suspicious numbers on my phone
By day I spend my time with you
But my nights are spent untrue
With no thoughts on all that is real
You're holding back the way I feel
God, why am I doing this?
This is our last time, this is our last kiss
We can't do this anymore
And when I'm gone you lock that door
She gives me everything that I want
I can break it off, and I should, but I don't
Can't sleep, can't rest at all tonight
This guilty pleasure I can't fight
Can't sleep, can't rest at all tonight
This guilty pleasure I can't fight
Can't sleep, can't rest at all tonight
This guilty pleasure I can't fight, fight
Guilty pleasure, guilty pleasure
You're gonna get caught
Whose lingerie have you bought?
If you don't wanna lose
I better hurry and choose her
She's got you blind and so you can't see
How unfaithful a man could be
Can't sleep, can't rest at all tonight
This guilty pleasure I can't fight
Can't sleep, can't rest at all tonight
This guilty pleasure I can't fight, fight
Guilty pleasure, guilty pleasure
Can't sleep, can't rest at all tonight
This guilty pleasure I can't fight
Beautiful addiction, it feels so wrong
I've waited far too long
I want it, I need it, I can't deny
This feeling that I have inside
She's my guilty pleasure, guilty pleasure