Looks like what drives me crazy Don't have no effect on you-- But I'm gonna keep on at it Till it drives you crazy, too.

In a colloquial, blues-inflected voice, the speaker complains that what torments him seems to leave the other person unmoved. The pivot—“But I’m gonna keep on at it”—turns private anguish into a kind of stubborn strategy: persistence as leverage, even revenge. The line suggests a relationship marked by emotional asymmetry, where one party’s suffering is invisible or ignored, and the only available power is to continue pressing the grievance until it becomes shared. Read more broadly, it can also echo a social dynamic: the insistence that those insulated from pain will eventually have to feel its pressure if the afflicted refuse silence.