Friday, March 09, 2007 12:36 AM
this aint a scene, it's a godamn arms race

I LOVEEEEEE THIS SONG!
(:

FALLOUT BOY : THIS AINT A SCENE, IT'S A GODAMN ARMS RACE
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 im 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
im not a shoulder to cry on, but i digress

im a leading man
and the lies i weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate
im a leading man
and the lies i weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate

i wrote the gospel of giving up
(you look pretty sinking)
but the real bombshells have already sunk
(pre-madonnas 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 racea

bandwagon’s full. please, catch another

im a leading man
and the lies i weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate
im 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
(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

im a leading man
and the lies i weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate
im a leading man
and the lies i weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate