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 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 who's 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
(Sing out loud)
This ain't a Scene, it’s a god damn arms race
(Oh, oh)
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
Dance Dance
She says she's no good with words but I'm worse
Barely stuttered out, "A joke of a romantic," or "just stuck to my tongue"
Weighted down with words too over-dramatic
Tonight it's "It can't get much worse" vs. "No one should ever feel like..."
I'm two quarters and a heart down
And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds
These words are all I have so I'll write them
So you need them just to get by
we will own your thoughts
we'll own the song stuck in your head
we'll leave you kicking and screaming so you can thank us in the end
Dance, Dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, Dance
And these are the lives you'd love to lead
Dance
This is the way they'd love if they
knew how misery loved me
I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me
crawling into bed with me
You always fold just before you're found out.
Drink up it's last call, last resort, but only the first mistake
I'm two quarters and a heart dowN
And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds
These words are all I have so I'll write them
So you need them just to get by
Why don't you show me the little bit of spine
you've been saving for his mattress,
love
Dance, Dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, Dance
And these are the lives you'd love to lead
Dance
This is the way they'd love if they
knew how misery loved me
Why don't you show me the little bit of spine
you've been saving for his mattress
I only want sympathy in the form of you
crawling into bed with me
Dance, Dance
Dance, Dance
Dance, Dance
Dance, Dance
Sugar We're going down
Am I more than you bargained for yet?
I've been dyin' to tell you anything you want to hear
cause that's just who I am this week
Lie in the grass, next to the mausoleum
I'm just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song
(I'm just a notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)
Drop a heart , break a name
We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team
We're goin' down, down, in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin' down swingin'
I'll be your number one with a bullet,
A loaded God complex cock it and pull it
We're goin' down, down, in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin' down swinging,
I'll be your number one with a bullet,
A loaded God complex cock it and pull it
Is this more than you bargained for yet?
Oh, don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet
Wishing to be the friction in your jeans
Isn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be here?
I'm just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song
(Notch in your bedpost, but yOu're just a line in a song)
Drop a heart , break a name
We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team
We're goin' down, down, in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin' down swingin'
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex cock it and pull it
We're goin' down, down, in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin' down swingin'
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex cock it and pull it
Down, down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin' down swingin'
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it, and pull it
We're goin' down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)
And sugar, we're goin' down swingin' (Take back what you said)
I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)
A loaded God complex cock it and pull it
We're going down, down (down, down)
Down, down (down, down)
We're going down, down (down, down)
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
We're goin' down, down in an earlier rouNd (Take aim at myself)
And sugar, we're goin' down swingin' (Take back what you said)
I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)
A loaded God complex, cock it, and pull it
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