5 acessos
Hope springs eternal
But boys spring infernal
Had high hopes
It lasted just a couple of gropes
Scraps and crumbs
Are all that's been on my plate
My box of condons
Is past its expiration date
Macho men and catty queens
And precious little inbetween
Cute guy I got to meet
Another drug tragedy
I'm a reliable guy
In a city of flakes
My box of condons
Is past its expiration date
Trying to find my own niche
Accomplishing nearly zilch
Do I give in and conform?
Suck up to the normal?
I can't relate
This box of condons
Is past its expiration date