Cutting Teeth

Don't look at me that way

'Cause I've changed

You had me dull and insane

Second-guessing the pain

Won't fall for your trap

Never again

We're in second act

You're the one looking back

Get used to it

Get used to it

Got something to cut my teeth on

I've sharpened up, and I'll bite down

Got something to cut my teeth on

Look what I've become

Like a beast on a prowl

Like an eagle that's soaring higher

Like a vision of Heaven

Like a beautiful pearl

I'm light on my feet

Ooh, and I'm not bending a knee

I fell on a knife

A few hundred times

But I've come back to life

Got something to cut my teeth on

I've sharpened up, and I'll bite down

Got something to cut my teeth on

Look what I've become

By a thread, I held on

I felt the pain, saw the blood run

Look how far I've come

I know that I've already won

Got something to cut my teeth on

I've sharpened up, and I'll bite down

Got something to cut my teeth on

My teeth on, yeah

Oh, you better run

Ah, you better run