🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Playing God - Paramore

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