Intro: - -
Verse 1:
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 been changing
that I'm not just simply aging
Yeah how could that be logical?
Just keep on cramming
ideas down my throat
whoa
Chorus 1:
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
- -
Verse 2:
If God's the game 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
Chorus
Guitar Solo: - - - }x2
Bridge:
Hayley:
This is the last second chance
Josh:
I'll point you to the mirror
Hayley:
I'm half as good as it gets
Josh:
I'll point you to the mirror
Hayley:
I'm on both sides of the fence
Josh:
I'll point you to the mirror
Hayley:
Without a hint of regret
I'll hold you to it
Chorus 2:
(hold)
I know 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
I know 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
(hold)
I'll point you to the mirror