She slipped in the snow,
and he told her to empty her shoes.
The looks on their faces,
I guess that they thought I was bad news.
She scrambled to get it all together for me,
but I sent them on their way.
There was laughter behind me,
relief in the eyes of my friends.
'Cause you don't show your guns
to get money here.
If you do, it's assumed that they're done.
I'm not what I look like,
I think we're the same.
We both feel the same.
I'm just what I look like,
We're probably the same.