CONDOMS (SIDE B)

I'm obsessed with east-side boys
Living on Los Feliz boulevard
Let them use me like their toys
Then I drive myself home in the dark
They all look just like the rest
What a way to cover up a scar
I fill the space with empty sex
And wrap a billion condoms 'round my heart
Burying my problems into no-name lovers
Then I act surprised when I get hurt
Call it being lonely 'cause I like to suffer
Maybe I don't want what I deserve

Condoms 'round my-
Condoms 'round my heart

Now, fuck it, put it in, don't get it twisted
I just came to come over
I didn't come to kick it, understand?
Wear your hand like a necklace
Light-headed
Like a piece of your peach 'til breakfast

Bitch, is this not what you wanted?
You're lying in his bed, yea what's your beef with being honest?
If you don't fuck with feelings, tell me what the fuck you caught
Such a complex you got of getting off

You should talk, 'cause you care a little much
When you ever gonna trust?
Nah, I don't think I'm ready yet
Well, I think you're just tryna front
Now he hit it from the back
That way I don't get attached
Feel a lot, feel it hard
Baby, baby, wrap a condom 'round my heart

Yeah, I keep wrapping condoms 'round my heart
Yeah, I keep wrapping condoms 'round my heart
Yeah, I keep wrapping condoms 'round my heart
Yeah, I keep wrapping condoms 'round my heart