I take the wheelbarrow out and take her shovel for her, hanging it up with mine. Taking my jacket off, I hesitate before taking my shirt off and wiping my face with it. The tattoo of a flaming bird shows on my bicep, and I don't attempt to hide it.
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
I glance at the house and look back at her, "Let's change before we go riding. I don't necessarily want to do it shirtless, not that I have anything to be ashamed of...but you know."
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
I nod and head back to the house. Once in my room, I slip a shirt on but leave my jacket. I head back to the stables and take a saddle, walking out to one of the horses.
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