🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Playing God - Paramore

 Can't make my own decisions  make any with precision
 Well, maybe  should tie me up so I 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  on cramming ideas down my throat
 
 Wo-o-o-ho-oh
 
 You don't  to believe 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 a finger...  point you to the mirror
 
 If  the game that you're playing
  we must get more acquainted
 Because it has to be so lonely... to be the only  who's holy
 It's just my humble  but it's one that I believe in
 You don't deserve a point of view, if the only  you see is you
 
 Wo-o-o-ho-oh
 
 You don't  to believe me
 But the  I, way I see it
 Next time you point  finger
 I might have to bend  back
 Or break it, break it 
  time you point a finger... I'll point you to the mirror
 
 This is the  second chance
 (I'll point you  the mirror)
 I'm half as  as it gets
 (I'll point  to the mirror)
 I'm on  sides of the fence
 (I'll point  to the mirror)
 Without a hint of regret... I'll hold  to it
 
 I know you don't  me
 But the  I, way I see it
 Next time you  a finger
  might have to bend it back
 Or break it, break it 
 Next time you point a finger... I'll point  to the mirror
 
 I know you won't  me
 But the way I,  I see it
 Next time  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