This is... nice. Not like other relationships I've had. If this could be called a relationship... I puzzle over it, watching whatever's on the TV screen.
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 flash a smile and squeeze her hand back, nodding. I hesitate before setting my hand on the side of her face and leaning in until there's only a centimeter between us, "What about this?"
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