I can smell good, but I cannot smell. People use me to disguise themselves..

I can create height, but I cannot jump. People use me to bounce.

I’m small but sharp, I point the way, Yet I may guide with words I say. Leave me behind when thanks are due, In three short letters, I’m many things, too.

I'm full of fizz, but contain no broth. I wear many colors, yet own no cloth. I sweeten your tongue, but rot your tooth. What am I?

I can lie, but I cannot speak. People use me to welcome and clean.