Letra de - playing god

Can´t make my own decisions or make any with precision
Well, maybe you 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 simply aging
Yeah, how could that be logical?
Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat

Wo-o-o-ho-oh

You don´t have to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger... I´ll point you to the mirror

If God´s the game that you´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 I believe in
You 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 me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger... I´ll point you to the mirror

This is the last second chance
(I´ll point you to the mirror)
I´m half as good as it gets
(I´ll point you to the mirror)
I´m on both sides of the fence
(I´ll point you to the mirror)
Without a hint of regret... I´ll hold you to it

I know you don´t believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger... I´ll point you to the mirror

I know you won´t believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger... I´ll point you to the mirror