I follow Sam out with the cruiser. Pulling over, I decide to set out on foot. Once I catch up with them, I stand to the side and listen to their lack of conversation.
"Conner?" I study the guy, "Y-you're back in town, huh?"
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
After ten years of no silence, he still won't talk to me. I look back at Sam before glancing at Conner, saying nothing. Shaking my head, I chase after Sam and stop her in her tracks, taking one of her hands, "You okay?"
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside