Dancing Shoes

Looking around and I see all the faces
No one really wants to be here 
Stuck in the sections, pressure's relentless 
I hear the same old excuse
I don't have the shoes to groove
And you don't have a clue how to move
But I can teach you 
Braces and spaces your guts are replaced by
Some things you never thought you'd become within
Timid and nervous, you're waiting for your chance
It's just the same old tune
You never follow through 
And you don't have a clue how to move
And you don't have the shoes to groove
And you don't have the heart to prove
That you'll try your best won't you 
Well I can take a second and look right through you
You're just going to stand quiet all night, aren't you?