Paramore Lyrics - Playing God

Can’t make my own decisions

Or make any with precison

Well maybe you should  tie me up

So I don’t go where you don’t want me…

You say that I been changing

That I’m not just simply aging

Yeah how could that be logical?

Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat

You don’t have to believe me

But the way, way I see it

Next time you point finger

I might have to bend it back

Or break it, break it off

Next time you point finger

I’ll point you to the mirror

If God’s the game that ypu’re playing

Well we must get more acquainted

Because it has to be so lonely

To be the only one who’s holy

It’s just my humble opinion,

But it’s one that believe in

You don’t deserve a point of view

If the only thing you see is you

You don’t have to believe me

But the way, way I see it

Next time you point finger

I might have to bend it back

Or break it, break it off

Next time you point finger

I’ll point you to the mirror

This is the last second chance

[I’ll point you to be mirror]

I’m half as good asit gets

[I’ll point you to be mirror]

I’m on both sides of the fence

[I’ll point you to be mirror]

Without a hint of regret

[I’ll point you to be mirror]

I know You don’t have to believe me

But the way, way I see it

Next time you point finger

I might have to bend it back

Or break it, break it off

Next time you point finger

I’ll point you to the mirror