🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Playing God - Paramore

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