She told me that the FBI wanted some dirt on this girl she was casually hanging out with, and they were willing to pay. She was willing to squeal. She told 'em stuff for a measly 50 bucks. Jezzus. Sellin' info cheap. I realized that she'd do me that way, too ... That's not punk, girl. Fuck "morals," and right vs. wrong, but I ain't no rat. I'm a friend 'til the end. Tell ya what, my heart's not for sale. -Todd