[Intro](instrumental — restless, off-kilter distorted riff)[Verse 1] [Driving]
You want it all annotated, want me to litigate my gait
Want a rationale you can endorse and notarize and file by date
Want it itemized and corroborated, laid out prim in a row
But the way I move's not up for arbitration, and I thought you ought to know
[Pre-Chorus] [Building]
I don't owe you an explanation
I don't owe you the proof
Quit subpoenaing me to justify
[Chorus] [Huge] [Distorted]
The way I move is the warrant!
You don't get a reason why!
The way I move is the warrant
Quit conscripting me to justify
'Cause I don't have to make sense to you
(no, I don't have to make sense to you)
The shape of how I move is evidence enough
And I'm through, I'm through accounting for the why
[Verse 2] [Driving]
You bring your darling little questionnaire, your "narrate me your reasoning"
I've been moving how I move while you've been loitering there, just gleaning
When it's lucid, I go quick; when it's labyrinthine, I go slow
But I don't submit to your audit, sweetheart — high time you let it go
[Pre-Chorus] [Building]
I don't owe you an explanation
I don't owe you the proof
Quit subpoenaing me to justify
[Chorus] [Huge] [Distorted]
The way I move is the warrant!
You don't get a reason why!
The way I move is the warrant
Quit conscripting me to justify
'Cause I don't have to make sense to you
(no, I don't have to make sense to you)
The shape of how I move is evidence enough
And I'm through, I'm through accounting for the why
[Bridge] [Stripped — vocal and a pulse]
Perhaps I look entangled, perhaps I look baroque
Perhaps the way I move's a thing you'll never tear apart or revoke
But there's a logic in the knottedness you'll never get to see
And I don't require you to parse it — it was never yours to read
[Outro](I don't have to make sense to you... I don't have to make sense to you...)
