Guilty Lyrics - Jessie James - Jessie James

Would it bother you to know 

His hands have been all over me? 

And would it bother you to know 

I'll run to him next time you leave? Oh, yeah 

When you hit the road and disappear and leave me here 

I'm not sure what you're doin' out there 

Or who you're doin' out it with 

Oh, you're probably at some sweet hotel 

With some groupie whore but what the hell 

Or maybe that's just something I tell myself 

When I run my nails down his back 

And he kisses me on my neck 

He fills me, but it kills me 

Such a bitter sweet 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 

Would it bother you to know he picks up 

Your guitar and plays your songs? Oh yes, he does 

And I wear your band's T-shirt to bed 

Imagine I'm with you instead 

But you're not here, boy you're never here 

Oh, you're probably at 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 

And he kisses me on my neck 

He fills me, but it kills me 

It's a bitter sweet passion and pain 

I bite my lip not to scream your name 

Oh baby, I feel everything but guilty 

Would it bother you 

To know he says he's in love with me? 

When I run my nails down his back 

And he kisses me on my neck 

He fills me, but it kills me 

It's a bitter sweet passion, pain 

I bite my lip not to scream your name 

Oh baby, I feel everything but guilty 

Would it bother you? Yeah