When they found you in the back bay They took pieces by the back bay No one asks is this a war They ship boots and go to war Set the shot and put my gun away Do my work, I throw my gun away Don't question anymore Not hurting anymore I weigh the world on a sliding scale and I Wouldn't worry if heads or tails decides We're all strapped to a spinning wheel There's a blindfolded man in a a tux throwing knives There's no why There's no why There's no why There's no why In the pulpit, in the alleyway In the breakout out at heaven's gate It's not a country, it's a a cult Not a circle, it's a hole Used to think it'd all come back again Left a question of if or where or when Like looping on infinite I was protecting myself, once it's finished it's finished There's no why There's no why There's no why There's no why I am an ink boiled in oxygen But check out the check, we are what we've always been There's no why There's no why There's no why There's no why There's no why There's no why There's no why There's no why