[Verse 1] You keep the picture tilted on the wall Say it makes the hallway look more tall The table rocks; you fold a matchbook thin And slide it underneath the leg again [Pre-Chorus] You call it level, I call it a lean We both know what the little gap means [Chorus] Crooked, but it holds A door that never quite swings closed Crooked, but it stays You find a way to live that way [Verse 2] Your father’s watch is stopped at quarter two You wind it every morning like you do The blue cup’s chipped; you turn the broken side Away from me, then set it by my side [Pre-Chorus] You call it settled, I call it a seam A careful little edit to the scene [Chorus] Crooked, but it holds A door that never quite swings closed Crooked, but it stays You find a way to live that way [Bridge] At dinner, you set two places straight Then nudge my fork a fraction late I almost ask what you’re trying to mend You pass the salt; I let the moment bend [Final Chorus] Crooked, but it holds A door that never quite swings closed Crooked, and it stays I think I’ll learn to live that way [Outro] The table rocks The matchbook thins You leave the hallway light on again
