F#m Bm D B
F#m Bm
A tornado flew around my room before you came
D*
Excuse the mess it made, it usually doesn't rain
D Bm
In Southern California, much like Arizona
F#m
My eyes don't shed tears, but boy, they bawl
Bm
When I'm thinkin' 'bout you
(Ooh, no, no, no)
D
I've been thinkin' 'bout you
(You know, know, know)
I've been thinkin' 'bout you
B
Do you think about me still?