Intro: G  D  E  D  G  D  E  D

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

G                             D
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?? os 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 fells 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 fells 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....