she was all alone at half past four at an all night small town convenience store when he walked in and locked the door behind him she ducked down behind the counter he said get up i know you re down there i got a gun just hold on i ll find it he fumbled through the pockets of his faded denim jacket handed her a note and said you d better do exactly what it says and she read nobody love and nobody gets hurt she looked at him with a nervous grin she pointed to that word he said what the hell i can t spell but you know what i meant she said yeah but that ain t what you said she said i don t think you wanna do this sounds to me like there s more to it he said spare your views on my abusive childhood cause the last time i saw my old man was in a photograph in our garbage can he never gave a damn so tell me why i should and you don t know the half of all the demons that i ve battled you ain t gonna save me with your mindless psychobabble i m damaged goods nobody love and nobody gets hurt and as he walked away in the pouring rain she still could hear that word he said what the hell i can t spell but you know what i meant she said yeah but that ain t what you said she said yeah but that ain t what you said 