🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Playing God - Paramore

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