Playing God

	 
[Intro]
Am  G  C
Am  G  C
[Strophe]
Am                                                  G 
I can't make my own decisions or make any with precision 
C 
Well, maybe you should tie me up, so I don't go where you don't want me 
Am                                                        G 
You say that I've been changing that I'm not just simply aging 
C 
Yeah, how could that be logical? Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat  
F   G 
Woah
[Refrain]
C                                     Am 
You don't have to believe me, but the way I, way I see it 
F                            G 
Next time you point a finger, I might have to bend it back 
Em                        F 
Or break it, break it off 
F                            G 
Next time you point a finger, I'll point you to the mirror
[Instrumentale]
Am  G  C
[Strophe]
Am 
If God's the game that you're playing, well we must get more acquainted 
C 
Because it has to be so lonely, to be the only one who's holy 
Am 
It's just my humble opinion, but it's one that I believe in 
C 
You don't deserve a point of view, if the only thing you see is you 
F   G 
Woah
[Refrain]
C                                     Am 
You don't have to believe me, but the way I, way I see it 
F                            G 
Next time you point a finger, I might have to bend it back 
Em                       F 
Or break it, break it off 
F                            G 
Next time you point a finger, I'll point you to the mirror
[Instrumentale]
F  G  Am  Em
F  G  Am  Em
[Pont]
F                          G 
This is the last second chance (I'll point you to the mirror) 
Am                    Em 
I'm half as good as it gets (I'll point you to the mirror) 
F                         G 
I'm on both sides of the fence (I'll point you to the mirror) 
Am                      G 
Without a hint of regret, I'll hold you to it
[Refrain]
C                                     Am 
I know you don't believe me, but the way I, way I see it 
F                            G 
Next time you point a finger, I might have to bend it back 
Em                        F 
Or break it, break it off 
F                            G 
Next time you point a finger, I'll point you to the mirror  
C                                     Am 
I know you won't believe me, but the way I, way I see it 
F                            G 
Next time you point a finger, I might have to bend it back 
Em                       F 
Or break it, break it off 
F                            G 
Next time you point a finger, I'll point you to the mirror