intro: G5 D5 E5 D5 G5 D5 E5 D5 G5 D5 E5 D5 Would it bother you, to know his hands have been all over me?? yeah G5 D5 E5 D5 And would it bother you, to know I'll run to him next time you leave?? oh yeah A5 D5 When you hit the road n disappear and leave me here A5 C5 I'm not sure what you're doin' out there or who you're doin' it with D5 Oh you're probably at some sweet hotel with some groupie whore C5 D5 But what the hell or maybe that's just somethin' I tell myself G5 D5 When I run my nails down his back n he kisses me on my neck C5 D5 He fills me.. but it kills me G5 A5 Such a bittersweet passion pain, I bite my lip not to scream your name D5 G5 Oh baby, I feel everything.. but guilty D5 E5 D5 G5 D5 Would it bother you, to know he drinks your Southern Comfort when you're E5 D5 gone?? oh yeah G5 D5 And would it bother you, to know he picks up your guitar n plays your E5 D5 songs?? oh yes he does D5 C5 And I wear your favorite shirt to bed, imagine that I'm with you instead, but you're not here No you're never here C5 D5 Oh you're probably in the back of your bus satisfying your one night lust C5 D5 or maybe, that's just something I tell myself G5 D5 When I run my nails down his back n he kisses me on my neck C5 D5 He fills me.. but it kills me G5 A5 It's a bittersweet passionate pain, I bite my lip not to scream your name D5 G5 D5 Oh baby, I feel everything.. but guilty yeah..... G5 D5 E5 D5 Would it bother you, to know he says he's in love with me?? G5 D5 When I run my nails down his back n he kisses me on my neck C5 D5 He fills me.. but it kills me G5 A5 It's a bittersweet passion pain, I bite my lip not to scream your name D5 G5 D5 Oh baby, I feel everything.. but guilty .. oh, oh G5 Would it bother you....
