I Hate Myself for Loving You

Joan Jett and the Blackhearts
1988
A rebellious dark-haired rocker in black leather glances over her shoulder outside a neon-lit music club on a rainy city night. Crimson and blue reflections shimmer across wet pavement, while torn posters and a heart-shaped cable evoke troubled romance. Rich, textured painting and an ornate guitar-inspired frame complete the dramatic scene.
A rebellious dark-haired rocker in black leather glances over her shoulder outside a neon-lit music club on a rainy city night. Crimson and blue reflections shimmer across wet pavement, while torn posters and a heart-shaped cable evoke troubled romance. Rich, textured painting and an ornate guitar-inspired frame complete the dramatic scene.