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 
That's 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 [x2] 

I wrote the gospel on giving up 
(You look pretty sinking) 
But the real bombshells 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 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 [x2] 

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 
(Now you) 
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race 
(Wear out the groove) 
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race 
(Sing out loud) 
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race 
(Oh, oh) 
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race 

I'm a leading man 
And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate oh-so intricate [x2]

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