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-Verse 1 
C                         F 
Maybe that it would do me good 
     F6                    G 
If I believed there were a god 
           G7        C 
Cut in the starry firmament 
                          F 
But as it is that's just a lie 
              F6           G* 
And I'm here eating up the boredom 
      Gsus4      C 
On an island of cement 
                          F 
Give me your ecstasy I'll feel it 
        F6             G 
Open window and I'll steal it 
     G7              Am 
Baby like it's heaven sent 
              G                  F   F 
This ain't no love that's guiding me 
 
-Verse 2  
Some days i'm bursting at the seams 
with all my half remembered dreams 
and then it shoots me down again 
i feel the dampness as it creeps 
I hear you coughing in your sleep 
beneath a broken window pane 
tomorrow girl i'll buy you chips 
a lollipop to stain your lips 
and it'll all be right as rain    Am 
             G                  F    G  Am 
this ain't no love that's guiding me 
             G                  F    F 
this ain't no love that's guiding me 
 
C   F    G        C   F    G 
no i-t a-in't no love     guiding me 
C   F    G        C   F    G 
no i-t a-in't no love     guiding me 
C   F    G        C   F    G        C  F  G  Am 
no i-t a-in't no love     guiding me 
 
             G                   F   G  Am 
this ain't no love that's guiding me 
             G                   F   F 
this ain't no love that's guiding me 
 
on winter trees the fruit of rain 
is hanging trembling in the branches 
like a thousand diamond buds 
and waiting there in every pause 
that old familiar fear that claws you 
tells you nothing ain't no good 
then pulling back you see it all 
down here so laughable and small 
hardly a quiver in the dirt    Am 
             G                   F   F finish -C 
this ain't no love that's guiding me