“Word on the streets of Chicago in 1963 was that if Chuck Nicoletti got a contract with your name on it, you were already dead-- you just didn't know it yet.”
“... Chicago divided your heart. Leaving you loving the joint for keeps. Yet knowing it never can love you.”
“He was dead. He just didn't know it yet.”
“You’re already mine. You just don’t know it yet.”
“If you've lived through it, you already know there are no words that will ever come close to describing it, and if you didn't - you will never understand.”
“You do it for me because you were the girl across the street, your hair shining in the sun, laughing, making me fall in love with you, and I didn't even goddamned fucking know you.”