REm SOLm REm SOLm
I hate myself for lovin' you And the weakness that I showed ...
REm SOLm REm LAmYou were just a painted face On a trip down Suicide Road.
The stage was set, the lights went out All around the old hotel
SIb MIb SIb DOm SOLmI hate myself for lovin' you And I'm glad the curtain fell.
I hate that foolish game we played And the need that was expressed
REm SOLm REm LAmAnd the mercy that you showed to me Whoever would have guessed
SIb REm SOLmI went out on Lower Broadway And I felt that place within
That hollow place where martyrs weep And angels play with sin
Heard your songs of freedom And man forever stripped
REm SOLm REm LAmActing out his folly While his back is being whipped
SIb REm SOLmLike a slave in orbit He's beaten 'til he's tame
All for a moment's glory And it's dirty, rotten shame
There are those who worship loneliness I'm not one of them
REm SOLm REm LAmIn this age of fiberglass I'm searching for a gem
SIb REm SOLmThe crystal ball up on the wall Hasn't shown me nothing yet
I've paid the price of solitude But at least I'm out of debt
Can't recall a useful thing You ever did for me
REm SOLm REm LAm'Cept pat me on the back one time When I was on my knees
SIb REm SOLmWe stared into each other's eyes 'Til one of us would break
No use to apologize What diff'rence would it make
So sing your praise of progress And of the Doom Machine
REm SOLm REm LAmThe naked truth is still tabu Whenever it can be seen
SIb REm SOLmLady Luck who shines on me Will tell you where I'm at
I hate myself for lovin' you But I should get over that
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