I don't really think that absolution should come only when you die
It's just a state of mind, in your mind
And I don't really think if you don't vomit all your troubles in a wooden box and pray
You won't be allowed inside the golden gate

When we turn to ashes, the ground we touch is all the same
The only thing I know is without you I go insane
Oh, insane
Oh, insane

Love me never leave me
Is that what you would say
Without being called a name
A bad name

A thousand years of therapy
Is that what they'll prescribe
For those one who can't lie
So maybe lie

Oh, insane
Oh, insane
Oh, insane
Oh, insane

Who is to say
We don't go to hell anyway
Who knows
Who's to say

Love me never leave me