Guilty
Alex Wilson
Description
"Guilty" is a dark pop confession about forbidden desire and the intoxicating thrill of bending the rules. Alex Wilson's vocals glide over a brooding soundscape of trap-influenced beats, haunting synths, and subtle guitar textures, capturing the emotional conflict between restraint and temptation. The song explores the push and pull of a clandestine connection, where the risk of crossing boundaries only amplifies the allure.
Lyrics
Verse 1 Elevator blinked to “2 A.M.” Lipstick ghost on a coffee rim. You said, “Tell the truth, I’ll tell it back,” Now my pulse writes checks on a heart I lack. City hum like a dial-tone sin, Skin on a wire, pulling me in. If “don’t” is law, I’m breaking wood— Call it a crime that feels like good. Pre-Chorus Every red light turns to green with you, Every closed sign says, come on through. I draw the line—then you erase it slow, One breath later, I already know— Chorus I know I shouldn’t want you, But guilty never felt so good. Hands where halos said they wouldn’t, Eyes saying we probably should. If rules are made to save me, Tonight I’m misunderstood. I know I shouldn’t want you, But guilty never felt so good. Post-Chorus Good, good, good—(shh) Guilty never felt so—good. Good, good—mmm—so good. Verse 2 Door half-closed is an honest lie, Your jacket laughs at the alibi. Floorboards learn all our favorite names, We gamble breath like a pocket change. You say, “Say stop,” but your hands say stay, My better angels call in late. If heaven’s watching, dim the lights— We’ll sin in lowercase tonight. Pre-Chorus Every red light turns to green with you, Every closed sign says, come on through. I swear I’m fine—then you tilt your head, One inch closer, and I lose the thread— Chorus I know I shouldn’t want you, But guilty never felt so good. Hands where halos said they wouldn’t, Eyes saying we probably should. If rules are made to save me, Tonight I’m misunderstood. I know I shouldn’t want you, But guilty never felt so good. Bridge (Breakdown) Whisper my name like a fake ID, Let the night let us in for free. If this is wrong, then write it twice, Underline with teeth and ice. Drop good—good—good—feel so good— Final Chorus I know I shouldn’t want you, But guilty never felt so good. Hands where halos said they wouldn’t, Eyes saying we probably should. If rules are here to save me, Baby, I’m misunderstood. I know I shouldn’t want you— But guilty never felt so good. Tag Good… good… guilty never felt so good.