Myself

If I can die from loving then I'm insane
If I can't live from myself then I'm just lame
If I can't do this myself, then where's the fame?

Tell me now, how do you do it?
How do you deal with this shit?
I just can't seem to make it fit

Show me the way
Tell me until my last dying day
But please, make sure you stay
So you can make me that way
And I know it's okay