[Verse 1] You set the table with a bent teaspoon One chair turned toward the wall You say the floor is level in this room I watch the water crawl [Pre-Chorus] Every picture leans your way Every answer shifts a shade [Chorus] Crooked, crooked, nothing lines up straight You move the frame and call it fate Crooked, crooked, I can read the grain You keep drawing doors across the same old pane [Verse 2] Your coat still hangs beside the pantry Though you left before the thaw A note tucked in the sugar tin says “Don’t make a rule from what you saw” [Pre-Chorus] Every promise misses wide Every true thing turns aside [Chorus] Crooked, crooked, nothing lines up straight You move the frame and call it fate Crooked, crooked, I can read the grain You keep drawing doors across the same old pane [Bridge] I took the picture from the nail Set it flat upon the floor For once the room looked like itself I didn’t ask for more [Final Chorus] Crooked, crooked, nothing lines up straight I quit the game, I quit the wait Crooked, crooked, I can read the grain No more drawing doors across the same old pane [Outro] The chair faces the window now The chair faces the window now
