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 I 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

I'm a leading man

And the lies I weave are oh so intricate

Oh so intricate

I wrote the gospel of giving up

But the real bombshells have already sunk

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

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 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