You probably heard I'm takin' a little trip—maybe already took one; I don't know when you're gonna listen to this.

Let me say, the only thing that'd get me into the true cold again would have to be big enough to change it all. When you look down and see it's already in your hands, that's hard to walk away from. 'Specially when it was almost yours to begin with.

So yeah, maybe I've got itchy fingers, but I'm the kind of fella who'd pick somethin' up so nobody else gets it—it's a zero-sum game. I take what I can. Only thing is, I'm not takin' it alone.

And you know me. I like to keep some folk close—real close. I feel somebody's hand on my throat, I figure they're about to kill me or kiss me.

Personally, I like to keep my options open.