This Ain’t a Scene, It’s An Arms Race Fall Out Boy [Am] I am an arms dealer, fitting you with [E] weapons in the form of words. [Am] And don't really caaaare which side wiiiiins As [E] long as the room keeps singing That's just the business I'm in, yeah [Am] This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race [E] This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race [Am] This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race [E] I'm not a shoulder to cry on [E*] But I digress Chorus: (faster) [Am] I'm a leading man And the [F] lies I weave are oh so intri-[C]-cate, Oh so intri[E]cate [Am] I'm a leading man And the [F] lies I weave are oh so intri-[C]-cate, Oh so intri-[E]-cate [Am] I wrote the gospel on giving up (You look pretty sinking) But the [E] real bombshells have already sunk (Prima donnas of the gutter) At [Am] night we're painting your trash go-old, while - you sleep Crash-ing [E] not like hips or hearts, No, more like p-p-p-parties [Am] This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race [E] This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race [Am] This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race This [E] bandwagon's full , p-lease, catch another Chorus: [F] Yeah [Am] [E] Whoa oh [Am] [F] [C] [E] [E] (spoken) [Am] All the boys who the dance floor didn't love And all the girls whose [E] lips couldn't move fast enough Sing, until your lungs give out [Am] This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race [E] This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race [Am] This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race (Wear out the groove) [E] This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race (Sing out loud) [Am*] This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race (Oh, oh) [E*] This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race Chorus: [E][E][E][E][Am]