Luyện nghe bài hát Guilty

Would it bother you to
His hands have been all me?
And it bother you to know
I'll run to him next time you leave? Oh,

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

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

When I run my nails down his
And he me on my neck
He me, but it kills me

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

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

And I wear your band's to bed
Imagine I'm with you
But you're not here, boy you're here

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

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

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

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

When I run my down his back
And he kisses me on my
He me, but it kills me

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

Would it bother you?