Track byFall Out Boy
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 on giving up You look pretty sinking But the real bombshells have already sunk Primadonnas of the gutter 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 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 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