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 (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 goddamn arms race
 This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
 This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn 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 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 but more like p-p-p-parties
 This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
 This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
 This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn 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 dancefloor 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 goddamn arms race
 This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
 (Now you) this ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
 (Wear out the groove)
 This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
 (Sing out loud)
 This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
 (Oh, oh) this ain't a scene, it's a goddamn 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
 
 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 goddamn arms race
 This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
 This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn 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 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 but more like p-p-p-parties
 This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
 This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
 This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn 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 dancefloor 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 goddamn arms race
 This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
 (Now you) this ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
 (Wear out the groove)
 This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
 (Sing out loud)
 This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
 (Oh, oh) this ain't a scene, it's a goddamn 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