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

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

When you hit the road n disappear and leave me here

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

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

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

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

 He fills me.. but it kills me

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

 Oh baby, I feel everything.. but guilty

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

gone?? oh yeah

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

songs?? oh yes he does

 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

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

or maybe, that's just something I tell myself

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

 He fills me.. but it kills me

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

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

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

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

 He fills me.. but it kills me

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

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

Would it bother you....