Luyện nghe bài hát Guilty

Would it bother you to
His hands have all over me?
And would it bother you to
I'll run to him time you leave? Oh, yeah

When you hit the road and and leave me here
I'm not sure what you're doin' out
Or who doin' out it with

Oh, you're probably at sweet hotel
With some groupie whore but what the
Or maybe that's just something I myself

When I run my nails down his
And he kisses me on my
He fills me, but it me

Such a sweet passion, pain
I bite my lip not to scream your
Oh baby, I feel but guilty

Would it you to know he drinks
Southern Comfort when you're gone? Oh yeah
Would it you to know he picks up
Your guitar and plays songs? Oh yes, he does

And I wear band's T-shirt to bed
I'm with you instead
But you're not here, boy never here

Oh, you're at the back of your bus
Satisfying your one lust
Or maybe that's something I tell myself

When I run my nails his back
And he me on my neck
He fills me, but it me

It's a bitter sweet passion and
I bite my lip not to your name
Oh baby, I everything but guilty

it bother you
To know he says he's in love me?

When I run my nails down his
And he kisses me on my
He fills me, but it me

a bitter sweet passion, pain
I my lip not to scream your name
Oh baby, I everything but guilty

it bother you? Yeah