Frantically Wrong

In the way you bend, you break everything I hope we meet again, that nod of recognition It's not much but it means something It's not much but it's everything In the way you bend, you break everything You taught everything I know about Speech and sound and phobia You keep shaking everybody down Your fist around my ankle I speak, I don't think you're listening But somehow, something sunk in That scrawl became a masterpiece With just a scrap to sketch on In the way you bend, you break everything If the world's behind a wall, I know which side I'm climbing It's not much but I've turned green It's not much but it's everything If the world's behind a wall, I know which side I'm climbing You taught everything I know about Speech and sound and phobia You keep shaking everybody down Your fist around my ankle I speak, I don't think you're listening But somehow, something sunk in That scrawl became a masterpiece With just a scrap to sketch on You taught everything I know about Speech and sound and phobia You keep shaking everybody down Your fist around my ankle I speak, I don't think you're listening But somehow, something sunk in That scrawl became a masterpiece With just a scrap to sketch on In the way you bend, you break Speech and sound and phobia I hope we meet again Your fist around my ankle In the way you bend, you break everything If the world's behind a wall, I know which side I'm climbing