I can't make my own decisions or make any with precision
Well maybe you should tie me up so I don't go where youDon't want me you say
That I've been changin that I'm not just simply aging
Yeah, how could that be logical just keep
On cramming ideas down my throat
You don't have to believe me but
The way the way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror
If God's the game that you're playing
well we must get more acquainted
To be only one who's holy
It's just my humble opinion but it's one that I believe in
You don't deserve a point of view If the only thing you see is you
You don't have to believe me but
The way the way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror
This is the last second chance
I'll point you to the mirror
I'm half as good as it gets
I'll point you to the mirror
I'm on both sides of the fence
I'll point you to the mirror
Without a hint of regret
I'll hold you to it
I know you don't have to believe me but
The way the way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror
I know you don't have to believe me but
The way the way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror
Playing God - Paramore
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