Daily Archives: November 25, 2011

Radio I, side A, track 5: “I Hate Myself For Lovin’ You” by Joan Jett and The Blackhearts

Oh, Joan Jett and the Blackhearts, yours was a riddle that my 11-year-old mind could not comprehend:  “Why do pretty girls like complete jerks?”  All through my childhood, my best friends were girls, and they and their other female friends (of whom I would always hope they would put in a good word for me) would invariably pine for the bullies and dunderheads who roamed the halls of our school (to add insult to injury, I was many times the target of mean-spiritedness from the objects of their affection).  Why would such beautiful creatures wish to pair themselves with these posturing bags of testosterone when sensitive souls such as myself were ready and willing to share our hearts?  Of course, it didn’t occur to me that passive-aggressive neediness was perhaps even less attractive than Neanderthalism, and it was questionable if I’d be able to protect a lady love were we to be assaulted in a dark alley.  And while I now understand that the heart wants what it wants regardless of sex, color, or creed (or IQ), at the time I couldn’t understand why someone would choose some jerk’s over mine.

“I Hate Myself For Lovin’ You”

Midnight, gettin’ uptight, where are you?
You said you’d meet me, now it’s quarter to two
I know I’m hangin’ but I’m still wantin’ you
Hey Jack, it’s a fact they’re talkin’ in town
I turn my back and you’re messin’ around
I’m not really jealous, don’t like lookin’ like a clown
I think of you ev’ry night and day
You took my heart then you took my pride away

I hate myself for loving you
Can’t break free from the things that you do
I wanna walk but I run back to you
That’s why I hate myself for loving you
Ow! Uh

Daylight, spent the night without you
But I’ve been dreamin’ ’bout the lovin’ you do
I’m over being angry ’bout the hell you put me through
Hey, man, bet you can treat me right
You just don’t know what you was missin’ last night
I wanna see you begging, say forget it just for spite
I think of you ev’ry night and day
You took my heart and you took my pride away

I hate myself for loving you
Can’t break free from the the things that you do
I wanna walk but I run back to you
That’s why I hate myself for loving you
Ow! Huh

I think of you ev’ry night and day
You took my heart and you took my pride away

I hate myself for loving you
Can’t break free from the things that you do
I wanna walk but I run back to you
That’s why I hate myself for loving you

I hate myself for loving you
Can’t break free from the the things that you do
I wanna walk but I run back to you
That’s why I hate myself for loving you

I hate myself for loving you
I hate myself for loving you
I hate myself for loving you
I hate myself
I hate myself for loving you

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