A Dark Love Song Chords by Jeffrey Gaines

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_ [C] _ _ _ _ Long, long time [G] ago, _ _ _ _ my mother [C] told me, _ as [G] far as she _ _ knows, _
loving [C] was only _ _ for [G] _
_ those who love themselves, _ _
and it [D] ain't for no one else.
[G] And you've got to hold inside _ [A] a certain amount [G] of pride. _
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_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
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_ _ _ _ [C] Long, long way [G] from _ home, _ it seems I've [C] forgotten
_ _ _ all that [G] I was told.
And the heartache is [C] starting, _ _ _ _ [G] and those
who love _ _ themselves aren't enslaved to no [D] one [G] else.
And they don't have to compromise,
_ _ and they [A] don't have to [G] cover their _ [A] _ [Em] _
eyes. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
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_ _ _ _ [G] Seems I'm [Am] trapped, I can't break free. _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ Without you, who would I be? _ _ _
_ _ _ And I branded _ myself powerless.
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_ _ _ _ [G] Is my need [Am] my _ _ cowardice? _ _ _
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[Em] _ _ She's got bruises, but [D] she'll wear them [C] for love. _ _
[Em] _ _ _ He's got disease, but he'll [D] bear [C] it for love. _ _
[Em] _ _ Don't know what Cupid was [D] _ thinking [C] _ of. _
_ [Em] _ _ So many of us [D] just slaves [C] for love. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Long, long train of [Em] fools, _ _ _ and I'm in there [C] _ somewhere.
_ Because love [Em] ain't got no rules, _ but [C] somehow I still care.
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For those who love _ themselves even more than I love myself.
And though you bring me pain and sorrow, _
I'll still be here [D] tomorrow. _ _
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_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ Yeah.
_ _ _ _ It seems I'm trapped, I can't break free. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Without you, who would I _ be? _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] And I branded myself [Am] _ powerless. _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ Is my need my _ [N] _ cowardice? _ _
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_ _ _ _ She's got bruises, but she'll wear them for love.
_ _ _ _ He's got a new disease, but he'll bear it for love.
_ _ _ _ Don't know what Cupid was _ thinking _ _ of.
_ _ So many _ of us just slaves for love.
_ _ _ Fools for love. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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