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