Lyric

I laugh half a beat too early

Trip on a compliment, spill my drink

I rehearse every casual sentence

Like it’s a wire I’m scared to kink

Your eyes are asking simple questions

Mine answer five streets away

I nod like I totally get it

While my thoughts start a parade

I practice cool in the bathroom mirror

Lose it all when the door swings wide

I’m fluent in silent disasters

But hey, at least I’m polite

I’m smiling in the wrong places

Dancing where no rhythm stays

Heart throwing confetti everywhere

Words running late again

I’m bright, I’m awkward, I swear I’m trying

Got sunshine stuck in my head

If joy had an address I’d miss it

But I’d wave as it left

I overshare about nothing important

Undersell everything that’s real

I joke when the moment fractures

Glue it back with something surreal

You pause, I panic, time stretches

I hear my pulse tap Morse code

I mean to say “I like your silence”

Instead: “Nice weather for ghosts”

I dress my nerves in loud colors

Hope confidence learns the trick

If chaos counts as conversation

Then hey, I’m pretty slick

I’m smiling in the wrong places

Clapping at the awkward beat

Every hello turns into fireworks

No exit strategy

I’m bright, I’m awkward, still breathing

Still here, still mildly afraid

If bliss is a train I missed it

I jogged and laughed at the rain

I don’t need fixing, don’t need framing

This tangled wire still lights my room

If I stumble into connection

Let it be clumsy, let it be true

I’m smiling in the wrong places

But the smile is honestly mine

I won’t apologize for the static

In the way that I shine

Yeah I’m bright, I’m awkward, existing

Out of sync, but alive

If joy trips over my shadow

I’ll help it up, we’ll survive

Still waving at moments passing

Still laughing one step too soon

Smiling in the wrong places

But smiling—yeah, that’s true