🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Playing God - Paramore

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