Caught in Your Teeth

There's a little something caught in your teeth And seven billion people you'll never meet If you want it you can't have it that's the way you fix your habit Girl I'll tell you something you won't believe Yeah there's a time and place for growing your hairs Oh and apparently that's just not fair The ones that are around you, they're offended by what sprouts through The other half somehow just don't care If I drop it now the word might not get out The whirling pool of everything I thought I knew If I hit the ground, well they said pain's allowed Who knows, it might even be good for you There's a little piece of you in us all And there's a little bit of me on the wall You took a little bit for granted So switch up what we fought in Turned out much greener than before If I drop it now the word might not get out The whirling pool of everything I thought I knew If I hit the ground, well they said pain's allowed Who knows, it might even be good for you We're a little bit caught A little too tired We're a little too harsh A little too mild