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 buisness I'm 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

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 bomb shells have already sunk (prima-donnas of the gutter)
At night we're painting 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

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 didnt love, and all the girls whos 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
This aint a scene,It's a god damn arms race
This aint a scene,It's a god damn arms race
(sing it out loud
This aint a scene,It's a god damn arms race
This aint 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 x2