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, ah-ah 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 h- Condoms 'round my heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart Now, fuck it, put it in, don't get it twisted I just came to come over, I didn't come over to kick it, understand? Wear your hand like a necklace Light-headed, like a piece of your peach for breakfast Bitch, is this not what you wanted? You're lyin' in this pain, what's your beef with bein' honest? If you don't fuck with feelings, tell me what the fuck you caught Such a complex, you gotta get 'em off You should talk 'cause you care a little much (when you ever gonna trust?) I don't think I'm ready yet (well, I think you're just tryna fuck) Nah, 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 wrappin' condoms 'round my heart Yeah, I keep wrappin' condoms 'round my heart Yeah, I keep wrappin' condoms 'round my heart Yeah, I keep wrappin' condoms 'round my heart