Lyrics:

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

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

If God's the game you're playing, then we must get مزید 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
آپ don't deserve a point of view, if the only thing آپ see is you.