Smiles for miles, but the others, yeah, they don't want to see my teeth.
Eyes open wide, there was a surprise, the other's don't want to see my speak.
Keep hiding behind the curtain,
kick my boots through the window,
find me sitting by the river,
where the water never stops moving,
I want to get moving.
Opening up this silence,
pushing through the fake frowns,
"Would you like to hear my sound?".