When they find you in the back bay Bits and pieces by the back bay No one asks, "Is this a war?" You lace your boots & go to war Set the shot, I put my gun away Do the work, I throw my gun away Don't question anymore Not burdened anymore I weigh the world on a sliding scale, and I Wouldn't worry if "heads" or "tails" decides We're all strapped to the spinning wheel And there's a blindfolded man in a tux throwing knives [Chorus] There's no why There's no why There's no why There's no why In the pulpit, in the alleyway In the bear pit out at Heaven's Gate It's not a culture, it's a cult Not a circle, it's a hole I used to think it'd all come back again Less a question of "if" than "where" and "when" Life, looping & infinite I was protecting myself Once it's finished, it's finished [Chorus] There's no why There's no why There's no why There's no why Iron & ink Oil & oxygen The trick of the trick: We're who we've always been [Chorus] 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