Well, I've got better things to do Than wait and prove myself to you All night 'Cause there's no pride in sitting around Bitin' your tongue just to be polite So everything is not the way That you thought it would be Swallowing your comfort, it's a stale taste to me ♪ Well open wide You've got another thing to learn Take your hands, off your ears You're only making it worse We'll be alright You make it right You make it right You put your hands over mine Said this is your protection 'Cause everybody's got a way Of being so wreckless And I'll do anything To get it off my mind 'Cause nothing's quite as nice From the passenger side Well open wide, you've got another thing to learn Take your hands off your ears You're only making it worse We'll be alright You make it right You make it right You make it right You make it right You make it right You make it right You make it right You make it right