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