You Wouldn't Have To Ask

                                  Crooked days come bundled up in bunches

They break your brain like a branch

And push you out here asking after for something

you should know I don't have



If I had it you wouldn't have to ask

If I had it you wouldn't have to ask



Later on when you bargain with your mirror

and you ask is it really that bad



If it wasn't you wouldn't have to ask

If it wasn't you wouldn't have to ask



How could you know if you didn't?

What's left to say when your tongue's turned to ash?

Well I tell you you're finally forgiven

So you wouldn't have to ask



Shoot what's left, slip inside your sinner smile

Another man in a mask



If you faced it you wouldn't need a mask

If you meant it you wouldn't need a mask

If I could fix you you wouldn't have to ask

If I could help you you wouldn't have to ask