The Wrong Kind

Why do good girls want the wrong kind of boy? I just don't understand it. I've lived it myself and I still don't understand it. It's like a magnet drawing you in, a force you can't stop.
Ladies love Outlaws..
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Ladies love outlaws like babies love stray dogs
Ladies touch babies like a banker touches gold
And outlaws touch the ladies
Somewhere deep down in their soul...
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this was a popular song for the first time when I was just a small kid, although many have recorded it since then. Why does the guy that breaks the rules, makes the most noise, start the most fights, rebels authority, demands his way and mistreats his lover get all the girls? This just doesn't seem right to me. Although I will admit that I once was attracted to that kind of guy too, heck I still wouldn't mind to sail the seas with Captain Jack Sparrow (Johnny Depp's character creation).
I've known too many young ladies that believe within thier soul that THEY will be THE ONE that tames the outlaw. The just KNOW that he will change his ways to be with her, she will be the one he has been searching the world over for and alas he will be satisfied and will cling to her and only her forever.
Unfortunately this never happens except for in fairy tales. It seems the worse he treats her the more she wants him. He pushes her aside time and time again but she just keeps coming back for more of the same treatment. WHY? The poor thing only ends up being used and tossed aside like a water bottle, used today and either left in a landfill for ever or recycled into something else usable. She is left eithr dead because that is the only way he can rid himself of her or so humiliated she wishes she were dead. Most of the time she feels unworthy and hopeless because he doesn't love her anymore. She blames herself for not being what he wanted, she gave up her dignity, her pride, her future, everything she had going for her to please him but it was never enough.
If she could only realize that she could never become what he wanted because he just wanted...someone else....someone new...someone he had not destroyed yet. Just like a child that wants the toy another kid has. More, more, more..it never stops for this kind of person. Girls are like that too sometimes, usually after they have been mistreated by a user and abuser, they become one too. Consuming everything and everyone they can, searching and searching, looking for the person they were before he came along. Before he gave her that look, that stare that made her burn inside. That uncomfortable feeling that made her long to be held in his arms, kissed madly and loved like an animal. That's what is has made her.....an animal, an animal that prowls for her dignity, her happiness, her sanity.<