Fall Out Boy – This Aint A Scene Its An Arms Race (Ukulele)

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Am                   Am
I am an arms dealer, 

                  E                      E
Fitting you with weapons in the form of words. 

  Am                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. 

Am                         Am
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race. 

E                           E
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race. 

Am                         Am
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race. 

E                            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
Oh-so intricate, yeah.
Am
Am                           Am
I wrote the gospel on giving up. 
(You look pretty sinking,)
         E                             E
But the real bombshells have already sunk. 
(Prima-donnas of the gutter.)
    Am                                Am 
At night we're painting your trash gold while you sleep. 

          E             
Crashing not like hips or cars, 

        E
No, more like p-p-p-parties. 

Am                         Am
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race. 

E                           E
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race. 

Am                         Am
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race. 

E
Bandwagon's full, 

       E
Please, catch another. 

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
Oh-so intricate.
F Am E Am F C E E 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. 

Am                         Am
This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race. 

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

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
Oh-so intricate.
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