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, yeah
This ain´t a scene, it´s a goddamned arms race
This ain´t a scene, it´s a goddamned arms race
This ain´t a scene, it´s a goddamned 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 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,
No, more like p-p-p-parties
This ain´t a scene, it´s a goddamned arms race
This ain´t a scene, it´s a goddamned arms race
This ain´t a scene, it´s a goddamned arms race
This bandwagon´s full
Please, catch another
I´m a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate
[x2]
Yeahh...
Whoa-ohh
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 goddamned arms race
This ain´t a scene, it´s a goddamned arms race
(Now you)
This ain´t a scene, it´s a goddamned arms race
(Wear out the groove)
This ain´t a scene, it´s a goddamned arms race
(Sing out loud)
This ain´t a scene, it´s a goddamned arms race
(Oh, oh)
This ain´t a scene, it´s a goddamned arms race
I´m a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate
[x2]