Lyrics This Ain't A Scene; It's An Arms Race

I am an arms dealer, fitting you with weapons in the form of words
And don't really care which side wins
As long as the room keeps singing thats just the business I'm in

This ain't a scene; It's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene; It's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene; It's a god damn arms race

I'm not a shoulder to cry on, but I digress

I'm a leading man and the lies I weave are oh-so-intricate oh-so-intricate
I'm a leading man and 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 bomb shells have already sunk (prima-donnas of the gutter)
At night we're painting your trash gold, while you sleep crashing not like hips or cars
no more like p-p-p-parties

This ain't a scene; It's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene; It's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene; It's a god damn arms race

Bandwagon's full; please catch another

I'm a leading man and the lies I weave are oh-so-intricate, oh-so-intricate
I'm a leading man and the lies I weave are oh-so-intricate, oh-so-intricate

All the boys who the dance floor didn't love, and all the girls whose lips couldn't move fast enough,
sing until your lungs give out

This ain't a scene; It's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene; It's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene; It's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene; It's a god damn arms race
(sing it out loud)
This ain't a scene; It's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene; It's a god damn arms race
(oh, oh)

I'm a leading man and the lies I weave are oh-so-intricate oh-so-intricate
I'm a leading man and the lies I weave are oh-so-intricate oh-so-intricate