This Aint A Scene, Its An Arms Race
i am an arms dealer
fitting you with weapons in the form of words
and i dont really care
which side wins
as long as the room keeps singing
thats just the business im in
this aint a scene
it's a god damn arms race
this aint a scene
it's a god damn arms race
this aint a scene
it's a god damn arms race
im not a shoulder to cry on
but i digress
im a leading man
and the lies i weave are oh so intricate
oh so intricate
im a leading man
and the lies i weave are oh so intricate
oh so intricate
i wrote the gospel of giving up
(you look pretty sinking)
but the real bombshells have already sunk
(pre-madonnas of the gutter)
at night were painting
your trash gold while you sleep
crashing not like hips or cars
no, more like p-p-p-parties
this aint a scene
it's a god damn arms race
this aint a scene
it's a god damn arms race
this aint a scene
it's a god damn arms race
bandwagons full. please
catch another
im a leading man
and the lies i weave are oh so intricate
oh so intricate
im a leading man
and the lies i weave are oh so intricate
oh so intricate
all the boys who the dance floor didnt love
and all the girls
whose lips couldnt move fast enough
sing until your lungs give out
this aint a scene
it's a god damn arms race
this aint a scene
it's a god damn arms race
(now you)
this aint a scene
it's a god damn arms race
(wear out the groove)
this aint a scene
it's a god damn arms race
(sing out loud)
this aint a scene
it's a god damn arms race
(oh, oh)
this aint a scene
its a god damn arms race
im a leading man
and the lies i weave are oh so intricate
oh so intricate
im a leading man
and the lies i weave are oh so intricate
oh so intricate