There Aint No Cure For Love chords

[INTRO]
G . . . |D . . . |Am7 . . . |C . . . |
Em . . . |D . . . |C . . . |D . . . |. . . . |

[VERSE]
[G]I loved you for a l[G7]ong, long time
[C]I know this love is real
It don't m[G]atter how it all went wrong
That d[D]on't change the way I feel
And I c[G]an't believe that t[B]ime's
Gonna heal this w[Em]ound that I'm speaking [C]of [Eb7]

[CHORUS]
There [G]ain't no cure
There a[D]in't no cure
There a[C]in't no cure for l[G]ove

[VERSE]
[G]I'm aching for you [G7]baby
[C]I can't pretend I'm not
I need to [G]see you naked
In you[D]r body and your thought
I've go[G]t you like a habit [B]
And I'll never ge[Em]t enough [C] [Eb7]

[CHORUS]
There a[G]in't no cure
There a[D]in't no cure
There a[C]in't no cure for l[G]ove

[VERSE]
(There ain't no [Em]cure for love)[G]
(There ain't no [Em]cure for lo[G]ve)
All the rocket ships are cl[C]imbing through the sky
The holy b[C]ooks are open wide
The doctors w[D]orking day and night
But they'll n[D]ever ever find that [Em]cure for love [G]

(There ain't no dr[C]ink, no drug)
(There's n[A]othing pure enough to be a c[D]ure for love)

[VERSE]
[G]I see you in the su[G7]bway, And I see you on the bus
[C]I see you lying down with me, and i see you waking up
I see your[G] hand, I see your hair
Your b[D]racelets and your brush
And I c[G]all to you, I call [B]to you
But I don't call [Em]soft enough [C] [Eb7]

[CHORUS]
There[G] ain't no cure
There a[D]in't no cure
There a[C]in't no cure for l[G]ove

[VERSE]
[G]I walked into this [G7]empty church I had no place else to go
[C]when the sweetest voice I ever heard
Whispered [G]to my soul I don't need to be forgiven
For lo[D]ving you so much
It's wr[G]itten in the script[B]ures It's written there in blood
I even heard the [Em]angels Declare it from [C]above [Eb7]

[CHORUS]
There[G] ain't no cure
There a[D]in't no cure
There a[C]in't no cure for l[G]ove

[OUTRO]
[G](There ain't no cur[G7]e for love)
[C](There ain't no cure for love)
All the ro[G]cket ships are climbing through the sky
The ho[D]ly books are open wide
The doc[G]tors working day an[B]d night
But they'll never[Em] ever find that cure, t[C]hat cur[Eb7]e for love
(No c[Em]ure for l[G]ove, there ain't no c[Em]ure for l[G]ove...)