girlhouse - facetime after sex Lyrics

he called his friend on facetime
after we had sex the first time
i never talked to him again,
And i don't think i
ever told him why

could this please, hurt more please?
i'm holding onto a memory,
when you hurt me, i go crazy
i'm holding on to anything

lalalalala

you think girls from East La
all kinda talk the same
i didn't know how I could say
every word from your mouth
it all tears my heart out