RequiemForLily's Published Lyrics
Artist	Song	Misheard	Real Lyrics
Fall Out Boy	This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race	As long as the room keeps spinningThat's just a business hobby, yeahThis ain't a ceiling it's a god damn arse-face...I'm not a shovel to lie on, but I dye grassI'm a little man, and I'm also evil, also into cats, also	As long as the room keeps singingThat's just the business I'm in, yeahThis ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms raceThis ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms raceThis ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms raceI'm not a shoulder to cry onBut I digressI'm a leading manAnd the lies I weave are oh so intricate,Oh so intricateI wrote the gospel on giving up(You look pretty sinking)But the real bombshells have already sunk(Prima donnas of the gutter)At night we're painting your trash gold while you sleepCrashing not like hips or cars*,No, more like p-p-p-parties