Lyrics:

Can't make my own decisions or ma 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 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

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
Whoa
next time you point a finger
I hope it's at the mirror

If god's the game your playing then we must get more acquainted
Because it has to be so lonely... to be the only who's holy
It's just my humble opinion but one i firmly believe in
You don't deserve a point of view if the only thing you see is you