This Ain’t A Scene, It’s An Arms Race, Fall Out Boy

I am an arms dealer feeding 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 witness i mean

This ain’t a scene its a goddamn arms race
This ain’t a scene its a goddamn arms race
This ain’t a scene its a goddamn arms race
I’m not a shoulder to cry on but i digress

I’m the leading man
And the lies i weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate
I’m the leading man
And the lies i weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate

I wrote the gospel on giving up (look pretty sinking)
But the real bombshells are already sung
(were the diamonds of the gutter)
Were painting your trash gold while you sleep
Crashing out like hips of cars more like parties

This ain’t a scene its a goddamn arms race
This ain’t a scene its a goddamn arms race
This ain’t a scene its a goddamn arms race
This fairway is home to leaves please catch another

I’m the leading man
And the lies i weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate
I’m the leading man
And the lies i weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate

All the boys on the dance floor getting low, and all the girls whose lips couldn’t move fast enough, sing until your lungs give out

This aint a scene its a god damn arms race
This aint a scene its a god damn arms race
This aint a scene its a god damn arms race
This aint a scene its a god damn arms race
This aint a scene its a god damn arms race
This aint a scene its a god damn arms race

I’m the leading man
And the lies i weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate
I’m the leading man
And the lies i weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate