Bad Religion
Frank Ocean
[Verse 1]
Taxi driver
Be my shrink for the hour
Leave the meter running
It’s rush hour
So take the streets if you wanna
Just outrun the demons, could you
[Hook]
He said “Allahu akbar”, I told him don’t curse me
“bo bo you need prayer”, I guess it couldn’t hurt me
If it brings me to my knees
It’s a bad religion
This unrequited love
To me it’s nothing but a one-man cult
And cyanide in my styrofoam cup
I can never make him love me
Never make him love me
Love me
Love me
Love me
Love me
Love me
Love me
Love
[Verse 2]
Taxi driver
I swear I’ve got three lives
Balanced on my head like steak knives
I can’t tell you the truth about my disguise
I can’t trust no one
[Hook]
[Outro]
It’s a bad religion
To be in love with someone
Who could never love you
I know
Only bad religion
Could have me feeling the way I do
To me it’s nothing but a one-man cult And cyanide in my styrofoam cup I can never make him love me
