Playing God

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'. 
How can that be logical? 
Just keep cramming ideas down my throat. 

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 brake it, brake 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. 


You don't have to believe me 

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. 

That song is bascially, the story of my life. Paramore's new Album is AY-MAZE-ING. 

Every song on there gives me goose bumps. Just when I had given up on paramore almost, they hit a homerun. I will deffinetly pay to see them this year..

ketch you laters alligators,

-N.R.