Crooked Crown

I could say what I mean
(Or I could dance around it)
It would feel good to scream
(Or I should quiet down)
I could be recognized
(Or I could stay in bed)
Look the world in the eyes
(Or just hang my head)
I’m holding steady
This crooked crown
Knowing I’ll lose it
If I look down
When my ship has come in
(When it runs aground)
I’ll be smiling again
(Turn those corners down)
I’ve got something to say
(No one’s listening)
It’s my reckoning day
(So where’s the reckoning?)
I’m holding steady
This crooked crown
Knowing I’ll lose it
If I look down
I’m holding steady
This crooked crown
My prodigy and my idiot play
For the prize of my delicate line
Somehow the score at the end of the day
Is still 51−49
(Steady)
I’m holding steady
This crooked crown
Knowing I’ll lose it
If I look down
I’m holding steady
This crooked crown
Knowing I’ll lose it
If I look down
(If I look down)
I’m holding steady
This crooked crown
Knowing I’ll lose it
If I look down
(If I look down)