intro: G D E D G D E D


G                     D                                   E     D
Would it bother you, to know his hands have been all over me??  yeah

G                        D                                     E       D
And would it bother you, to know I'll run to him next time you leave?? oh yeah

Am                                   D
When you hit the road n disappear and leave me here

              Am                                      C
I'm not sure what you're doin' out there or who you're doin' it with

                               D
Oh you're probably at some sweet hotel with some groupie whore

                        C                             D
But what the hell or maybe that's just somethin' I tell myself


G                                   D
When I run my nails down his back n he kisses me on my neck

    C                D
He fills me.. but it kills me

G                                  Am
Such a bittersweet passion pain, I bite my lip not to scream your name

            D                      G
Oh baby, I feel everything.. but guilty


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Would it bother you, to know he drinks your Southern Comfort when you're

E        D
gone?? oh yeah


G                                 D
And would it bother you, to know he picks up your guitar n plays your 

E           D
songs?? oh yes he does

    D                                   C
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


           C                                                   D
Oh you're probably in the back of your bus satisfying your one night lust

C                                               D
or maybe, that's just something I tell myself

G                                   D
When I run my nails down his back n he kisses me on my neck

    C                 D
He fills me.. but it kills me

G                                    Am
It's a bittersweet passionate pain, I bite my lip not to scream your name

                D                G            D
Oh baby, I feel everything.. but guilty yeah.....

G                     D                                E              D
Would it bother you, to know he says he's in love with me??

G                                   D
When I run my nails down his back n he kisses me on my neck

     C                D
He fills me.. but it kills me

         G                          Am
It's a bittersweet passion pain, I bite my lip not to scream your name

                D               G              D
Oh baby, I feel everything.. but guilty .. oh, oh

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Would it bother you....