Oversexed, Underexposed

I've been oversexed for four years
Scored four fellows, scored more tears
And now I've done it
Made the Big Split
With reality, now I'm changing gears

You've always heard of a love triangle
And think it's just more cocks that dangle
You won't believe me
That we three be
Bells on the ankle that jingle jangle

They have been friends for many decades
The bond of men that never fades
Believers, pretentious
Christians, hellacious
Both now divorced, broken downgrades

High anxiety, bipolar disorder
Each to his own mental border
One made me a woman
The other times ten
Orgasms that cause speech disorders

This triangle can never be closed
All corners cannot be exposed
If the first finds out
Then the second is out
True friends will be forever opposed