🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Playing God - Paramore

 Can't make my own  or make any with precision
 Well, maybe you should  me up so I don't go where you don't want me
 You say that I've been changing, that I'm  just simply aging
 Yeah,  could that be logical?
 Just keep  cramming ideas down my throat
 
 Wo-o-o-ho-oh
 
 You  have to believe me
 But the  I, way I see it
 Next time you point a 
 I might have to bend it 
 Or  it, break it off
 Next time you  a finger... I'll point you to the mirror
 
 If God's the game that  playing
 Well, we must get  acquainted
 Because it has to  so lonely... to be the only one who's holy
 It's just my humble opinion, but it's one that I  in
 You don't deserve a point of view, if the only thing you see  you
 
 Wo-o-o-ho-oh
 
 You  have to believe me
  the way I, way I see it
  time you point a finger
 I might  to bend it back
 Or break it,  it off
 Next time you point a finger... I'll point you  the mirror
 
 This is the  second chance
 (I'll point  to the mirror)
 I'm half as  as it gets
 (I'll point you  the mirror)
 I'm on both sides of  fence
 (I'll point you  the mirror)
 Without a  of regret... I'll hold you to it
 
 I  you don't believe me
  the way I, way I see it
 Next  you point a finger
 I might  to bend it back
 Or break  break it off
 Next time you point  finger... I'll point you to the mirror
 
 I know  won't believe me
 But  way I, way I see it
 Next time you point a 
 I might have to bend it 
 Or break it, break  off
 Next  you point a finger... I'll point you to the mirror