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