Lyrics:

Can't make my own decisions hoặc make any with precision
Well maybe bạn should tie me up so I don't go where bạn don't want me
bạn 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

Oh oh oh ohhhh

bạn don't have to believe me,
but the way I way I see it
tiếp theo time bạn point a finger,
I might have to bend it back
hoặc break it break it off
whoa
tiếp theo time bạn point a finger
I hope it's at the mirror.

If God's the game you're playing, then we must get thêm acquainted,
It must be so lonely... to be the only one who's holy
It's just my humble opinion, but one I firmly believe in
bạn don't deserve a point of view, if the only thing bạn see is you.