Fall Out Boy - This Ain't A Scene It's An Arm's Race, аккорды

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

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

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

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

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

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

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