Am Dm Am Dm Em Am Em Am I hate myself for lovinʼ you And the weakness that I showed ... Em Am Em Bm You were just a painted face On a trip down Suicide Road. C Em Am The stage was set, the lights went out All around the old hotel C F C Dm Am I hate myself for lovinʼ you And Iʼm glad the curtain fell. Em Am Em Am I hate that foolish game we played And the need that was expressed Em Am Em Bm And the mercy that you showed to me Whoever would have guessed C Em Am I went out on Lower Broadway And I felt that place within C F C Dm Am That hollow place where martyrs weep And angels play with sin Em Am Em Am Heard your songs of freedom And man forever stripped Em Am Em Bm Acting out his folly While his back is being whipped C Em Am Like a slave in orbit Heʼs beaten ʼtil heʼs tame C F C Dm Am All for a momentʼs glory And itʼs dirty, rotten shame Em Am Em Am There are those who worship loneliness Iʼm not one of them Em Am Em Bm In this age of fiberglass Iʼm searching for a gem C Em Am The crystal ball up on the wall Hasnʼt shown me nothing yet C F C Dm Am Iʼve paid the price of solitude But at least Iʼm out of debt Em Am Em Am Canʼt recall a useful thing You ever did for me Em Am Em Bm ʼCept pat me on the back one time When I was on my knees C Em Am We stared into each otherʼs eyes ʼTil one of us would break C F C Dm Am No use to apologize What diffʼrence would it make Em Am Em Am So sing your praise of progress And of the Doom Machine Em Am Em Bm The naked truth is still tabu Whenever it can be seen C Em Am Lady Luck who shines on me Will tell you where Iʼm at C F C Dm Am I hate myself for lovinʼ you But I should get over that
