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