F#m    Bm    D    B


F#m                                           Bm
A tornado flew around my room before you came
                                                D*
Excuse the mess it made, it usually doesn't rain
D                                        Bm
In Southern California, much like Arizona
                                            F#m
My eyes don't shed tears, but boy, they bawl

                           Bm
When I'm thinkin' 'bout you

(Ooh, no, no, no)
         D
I've been thinkin' 'bout you

(You know, know, know)

I've been thinkin' 'bout you
                    B
Do you think about me still?