This Aint A Scene Its An Arms Race

Am
I am an arms dealer,
                  E7
Fitting you with weapons in the form
 of words.
  Am
And don't really care which side 
wins,
    E7
As long as the room keeps singing.
                 E7
That's just the business I'm in.


[Chorus 1]

Am
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn 
arms race.
E7
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn 
arms race.
Am
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn 
arms race.
E7
I'm not a shoulder to cry on,
But, I digress.


[Post-Chorus]

Am
I'm a leading man,
         F                    
And the lies I weave are oh-so 
       C
intricate.
            E7
Oh-so intricate.
Am
I'm a leading man,
         F                    
And the lies I weave are oh-so 
       C
intricate.
            E7
Oh-so intricate, yeah.

Am


[Verse 2]

Am
I wrote the gospel on giving up.
Continúa después del anuncio
(You look pretty sinking,)
         E7
But the real bombshells have already
 sunk.
(Prima-donnas of the gutter.)
    Am
At night we're painting your trash 
gold while you sleep.
          E7
Crashing not like hips or cars,
        E7
No, more like p-p-p-parties.


[Chorus 2]

Am
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn 
arms race.
E7
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn 
arms race.
Am
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn 
arms race.
E7
Bandwagon's full,
       E7
Please, catch another.


[Post-Chorus]

Am
I'm a leading man,
         F                    
And the lies I weave are oh-so 
       C
intricate.
            E7
Oh-so intricate.
Am
I'm a leading man,
         F                    
And the lies I weave are oh-so 
       C
intricate.
            E7
Oh-so intricate.

F Am E7 Am F C E7 E7

Am


[Bridge]

All the boys who the dance floor 
Am
didn't love,
                     E7
And the girls who's lips couldn't 
move fast enough;
  E7
Sing, until your lungs give out.


[Chorus 3]

Am
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn 
arms race.
E7
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn 
arms race.
(Now you.)
Am
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn 
arms race.
(Wear out the groove.)
E7
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn 
arms race.
(Sing out loud.)
Am
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn 
arms race.
(Oh, oh.)
E7
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn 
arms race.


[Post-Chorus]

Am
I'm a leading man,
         F                    
And the lies I weave are oh-so 
       C
intricate.
            E7
Oh-so intricate.
Am
I'm a leading man,
         F                    
And the lies I weave are oh-so 
       C
intricate.
            E7
Oh-so intricate.