[Verse 1] You drew a ruler down my back And called the bend a flaw I learned to turn my face away Before you named it wrong [Pre-Chorus] But every measured line you made Keeps breaking where I stand [Chorus] Crooked, still I carry my shape Crooked, no edge you can erase You can press your mark into the clay I come up crooked anyway [Verse 2] The family portraits hold their breath Their silver eyes all straight I found my face in cracked glass And kept it at the gate [Pre-Chorus] Each little seam that you condemned Is where the daylight gets in [Chorus] Crooked, still I carry my shape Crooked, no edge you can erase You can press your mark into the clay I come up crooked anyway [Bridge] Say it clean, say it twice Who gets counted? Who decides? I hear the names beneath the floor We were bent before the door [Call and Response] Who are you? — Still here Who are you? — Still here What remains? — This shape What remains? — This shape [Final Chorus] Crooked, still I carry my shape Crooked, no edge you can erase You can press your mark into the clay I come up crooked anyway [Outro] Crooked Still here Still here
