🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Playing God - Paramore

 Can't make my own decisions or make any with 
 Well, maybe you should tie me up so I  go where you don't want me
 You say that I've been changing, that  not just simply aging
 Yeah, how could that be 
 Just keep on  ideas down my throat
 
 Wo-o-o-ho-oh
 
 You  have to believe me
 But the  I, way I see it
 Next  you point a finger
 I  have to bend it back
 Or  it, break it off
 Next time you point a finger... I'll point  to the mirror
 
  God's the game that you're playing
 Well, we must  more acquainted
 Because it has to be so lonely... to  the only one who's holy
 It's  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  way I, way I see it
 Next  you point a finger
 I might have to bend it 
 Or break  break it off
 Next time you point a finger... I'll point  to the mirror
 
 This is the last second 
 (I'll point you  the mirror)
  half as good as it gets
 (I'll point you to  mirror)
 I'm  both sides of the fence
 (I'll point  to the mirror)
  a hint of regret... I'll hold you to it
 
 I know you don't believe 
 But  way I, way I see it
 Next  you point a finger
 I might have  bend it back
 Or break it, break  off
 Next time you point a finger... I'll point you to the 
 
  know you won't believe me
  the way I, way I see it
 Next time  point a finger
 I might  to bend it back
 Or break it, break it 
 Next time you point a finger...  point you to the mirror