🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Playing God - Paramore

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