Miranda Lambert

God knows I tried everything I could
To stay inside tonight
But that boy's like a sore in your mouth
That you just have to fight
This number one is shakin' hands
With numbers two and three
Is it guilty in here or is it just me
I made a point of not mixin'
Love and pleasure in my life
Daytime boys and nightime boys
Usually don't see eye to ete
But I've been on a (???)
And they're all on their knees
Is it guilty in here or is just me
What became of all the boys
Who only want one thing
Will someone tell me what I'm doin' wrong