Lyric Nobody Love, Nobody Gets Hurt

(Bobbie Cryner)

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."