This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race (Live From Hammersmith Palais)

Ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race

I am an arms dealer fitting you with
Weapons in the form of words
And don't really care which side wins
Long as the room keeps singing, that's just the business I'm in, yeah

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 lines I weave are
Oh, so intricate, oh, so intricate

I wrote the gospel on giving up
You're looking 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 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 lines I weave are
Oh, so intricate, oh, so intricate

Yeah, whoa, oh, oh, oh
Whoo!

All the boys the dance floor didn't love
And all the girls whose fingers couldn't [?] 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 (Now you!)
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms (Sing out loud!)
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
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 lines I weave are
Oh, so intricate, oh, so intricate, yeah