[Intro]
C#5 B5 C#5 B5
E5 F#5
E5
[Verse 1]
D#5 C#5 B5
Can't make my own decisions
C#5 B5
Or make any with precision
E5 F#5
Well, maybe you should tie me up
E5 D#5
So I don't go where you don't want me
C#5 B5
You say that I've been changing
C#5 B5
That I'm not just simply ageing
E5 F#5
Yeah, how could that be logical?
E5 D#5
Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat
[Pre-Chorus]
A5 B5
Woah
[Chorus]
E5 F#5
You don't have to believe me
C#5
But the way I, way I see it
A5
Next time you point a finger
B5
I might have to bend it back
G#5 A5
And break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
B5 C#5
I'll point you to the mirror
[Verse 2]
B5 A5 E5 C#5 B5
If God's the game that you're playing
C#5 B5
Well, we must get more acquainted
E5 F#5
Because it has to be so lonely
E5 D#5
To be the only one who's holy
C#5 B5
It's just my humble opinion
C#5 B5
But it's one that I believe in
E5 F#5
You don't deserve a point of view
E5 D#5
If the only thing you see is you
[Pre-Chorus]
A5 B5
Woah
[Chorus]
E5 F#5
You don't have to believe me
C#5
But the way I, way I see it
A5
Next time you point a finger
B5
I might have to bend it back
G#5 A5
And break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
B5 A5
I'll point you to the mirror
[Bridge]
B5 C#5 G#5 A5
B5 C#5 G#5
A5 B5
This is the last second chance
C#5
(I'll point you to the mirror)
G#5
I'm half as good as it gets
A5
(I'll point you to the mirror)
B5
I'm on both sides of the fence
C#5
(I'll point you to the mirror)
G#5
Without a hint of regret
I'll hold you to it
[Chorus]
E5 F#5
I know you don't believe me
C#5
But the way I, way I see it
A5
Next time you point a finger
B5
I might have to bend it back
G#5 A5
And break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
B5 E5
I'll point you to the mirror
[Outro]
F#5
I know you won't believe me
C#5
But the way I, way I see it
A5
Next time you point a finger
B5
I might have to bend it back
G#5 A5
And break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
B5
I'll point you to the mirror
I 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
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-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
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-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
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