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 changin'
That I'm not just simply agin'.
yeah, How can that be logical?
Just keep cramming ideas down my throat.

woo oh oohh 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 oohh 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.