This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race
I am an arms dealerFitting you with weapons in the form of wordsAnd don't really care which side winsAs long as the room keeps singingThat's just the business I'm in, yeah
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms raceThis ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms raceThis ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms raceI'm not a shoulder to cry onBut I digress
I'm a leading manAnd the lies I weave are oh so intricate,Oh so intricate
I'm a leading manAnd the lies I weave are oh so intricate,Oh so intricate
I wrote the gospel on giving up(You look pretty sinking)But the real bombshells have already sunk(Primadonnas of the gutter)At night we're painting your trash gold while you sleepCrashing not like hips or hearts,No, more like p-p-p-parties
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms raceThis ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms raceThis ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms raceThis bandwagon's fullPlease, catch another
I'm a leading manAnd the lies I weave are oh so intricate,Oh so intricate
I'm a leading manAnd the lies I weave are oh so intricate,Oh so intricate
Yeah...Whoa-oh
All the boys who the dance floor didn't loveAnd all the girls whose lips couldn't move fast enoughSing, until your lungs give out
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms raceThis ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race(Now you)This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race(Wear out the groove)This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race(Sing out loud)This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race(Oh, oh)This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
I'm a leading manAnd the lies I weave are oh so intricate,Oh so intricate
I'm a leading manAnd the lies I weave are oh so intricate,Oh so intricate