Playing God

Once I had a goldfish, he just swam in circles 'round a bowl

So I cut him open and tried to smooth the wrinkle in his soul

Turned out to be nothing, inside he was smooth and calm and blue

He was just enjoying the three hundred and sixty degree view

I'm playing God when no one really needs me to

I saw a problem, but it was just my own issue

Now I'm making circles 'round the park

Watching the lovers court and spark, and

Thinking about how it all comes down to you

I went to see my mother, she hides herself away in black and white

We played tug of war, and I tried to pull her out into the light

She was moving slowly, but in my haste, I bent her out of shape

Sometimes I am more than a delicate love can bear to take

I'm playing God when no one really needs me to

I saw a problem, but it was just my own issue

Now I'm making circles 'round the park

Watching the lovers court and spark, and

Thinking about how it all comes down to you

I'm playing God when no one really needs me to

I saw a problem, but it was just my own point of view

They call me a fixer, but I can't leave

Well enough alone

I got a glass house, and here I am

I'm throwing stones

I'm playing God when no one really needs me to