Testo Please Ask For Help

I'm not gonna let you down, but I'm not gonna help you up.
It takes so long to turn me around when I think nothin could be wrong.
And then you can't hear me, and I can't hear you.
And then you wander downtown at a quarter to two,
With your head held low and not a thing to do.
You've gotta gimme some time with these ones and twos. Oh, oh.

You're like a puzzle that can't be solved, and some pieces never fill the gaps. You got the salt and I got the wound, but all you gotta do is ask.
And there's a glimpse in your eye when you curl yourl lip.
And when you go shut the door I can't see shit.
And when you start I can't stop, nothin for me to grip.
And when I try to get away you always gimme the slip. Oh, oh.

Please ask for...
Please ask for...
Please ask for help.