Heart beats, but I don't feel. I touch, but it ain't real.
They say I move too fast, going man to man, always holding a new hand.
Why can't they understand, love is irrelevant.
Just a game in my head, I'm playing and I'm winning.
Cause they think I love 'em, but I don't at all. They all wait for my call, they all want me to fall. All these men, they're a mess and want me like all the rest.
I'm continuing not giving my best. I broke another heart today
and I didn't care I just walked away...
K. Michelle
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.