Insane

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