Ain't it just like one of us to pick up the phone and call after a couple of drinks
And say: How you been? I been wonderin' that maybe you've been thinkin' 'bout me
And somewhere in the conversation, an old familiar invitation always arrives
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight

Everyone's known someone that they just can't help but want
And even though we just can't make it work out, well the want-to lingers on
So once again we wind up in each other's arms, pretending that it's right
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight

I know it's wrong, but it ain't easy moving on
So why can't two friends remember the good times once again?

Tomorrow when I wake up, I'll be feeling a little guilty, an' a little sad
Thinkin' how it used to be before everything went bad
An' I guess that's what it is, in lonely late night calls like this, that we try to find
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight

I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight