If it brings me to my knees, it’s a bad religion
Unrequited love, To me it’s nothing but a one man cult
With cyanide in a Styrofoam cup
I can never make him love me
Never make him love me, no, no
It’s a, it’s a bad religion
To be in love with someone who can never love you
A bad, only bad religion
Could have me the feeling the way I do
(Source: ghostwriters, via pareil)

