| F | C | F | |
| I guess it's not | right but in a way I | think |
| C | F | |
| That for some reason I | wish you hurt a | bit |
| C | |
| But you don't cause I'm | not the kind |
| F | |
| who leaves marks in gir | ls hearts |
| C | |
| And makes them cry at | night |
| F | C | |
| And hold their teddy bears t | ight, |
| F | |
| the one they put in a | box |
| C | |
| In case the people they | love |
| F | |
| would go away like | 10 000 miles |
| C | F | |
| And drive | around with another | girl in the shotgun |
| C | |
| And listening to the tape you | made |
| F | C | |
| they wouldn't | even ca | re |
| F | |
| And put the r | adio instead |
| C | |
| and sing along to Alan | is Morissette |
| F | C | F | |
| But why would that | hurt if you never | loved me? |
| C | F | |
| Why would that hurt | if you never love | d me? |
| C | F | |
| Why would that hurt | if you never love | d me? |
| C | F | |
| Why would that hurt | if you never love | d me |
| C | |
| like you said you d | id? |
| And could there be a proof that it was for real |
| At least you could give me a tear |
| and it wouldn't be so hard for you |
| Cause you can cry about the money you should have got |
| And the friend who should have called |
| And the door that's not closed and lets the wind in |
| And makes you grab my only jacket and burn a whole in it |
| With a cigarette and I wish I could smoke |
| A million of them |
| And not eat for a week |
| To make the people around me worry |
| And call you and tell you that I'm not doing fine |
| But why would that hurt if you never loved me? |
| Why would that hurt if you never loved me? |
| Why would that hurt if you never loved me? |
| Why would that hurt if you never loved me |
| like you said you did? |
| And could there be a proof that it was for real |