Show Your Teeth
It doesnâ€™t interest me what you have to say
you could peel off that new face youâ€™re wearing
and Iâ€™d still be detached.
Sometimes you tell me Iâ€™m chasing an adolescent dream
sometimes you say itâ€™s all in my head
other times you have nothing to say
especially when you show your teeth to another man,
that lying grin of yours
the grin that all the dogs fall for.
Tomorrow youâ€™ll put on a new face with the same grin
and when you see me in the pack of wolvesâ€”
if you see me,
Iâ€™ll show my own teeth
pretend I like your smile
tango with your irises
and youâ€™ll say youâ€™re name and where youâ€™re from
it doesnâ€™t interest me what you have to say.