This is me.

It’s in my personality.
I’ll stay when you kick me down as the train is coming.
I’ll stay when you tie me to the tracks.
I’ll say I love you.
Yell at you to get off the tracks you tied me to because the train was coming.
And I wouldn’t want you hurt.
I’ll die staring at your face.
I’ll die trying to make you smile.
I will die saying sorry.