F**k This Scene - Notions

Headline: "Murder, young girl killed Desperate shooting at Echo's Hill Dreadful ending, killer died Evidently suicide" A witness heard a horrifying sound He ran to find a woman dead and Lying on the ground Standing by her was a man Nervous, shaking, gun in hand Witness says he tried to help But he'd turned the weapon on himself His body fell across that poor young girl After shouting out in vain The witness ran to call for assistance A sad close to a broken love affair Our deeds have travelled far What we have been is what we are Our deeds have travelled far What we have been is what we are She wanted love forever But he had another plan He fell into an evil way She had to let him down She said, "I can't love a wayward man" She may have found a reason to forgive Oh, yeah, yeah If he had only tried to change Was their fatal meeting prearranged? Had a violent struggle taken place? There was every sign that lead there Witness found a switchblade on the ground Was the victim unaware? They continued to investigate They found a note in the killer's pocket It could have been a suicide letter Maybe he had lost her love I feel there's only one thing left to do I'd sooner take my life away Than live with losing you Our deeds have travelled far What we have been is what we are Our deeds have travelled far What we have been is what we are All that we learn this time (What we have been is what we are) Is carried beyond this life All that we learn this time (What we have been is what we are) Is carried beyond this life Our deeds have travelled far What we have been is what we are Our deeds have travelled far What we have been is what we are All that we learn this time (What we have been is what we are) Is carried beyond this life All that we learn this time (What we have been is what we are) Is carried beyond this life

The hard times are getting harder It's colder where you are You wonder, would it kill me to call? I've already made you too many promises I never meant to keep But that's just a side of me I wish you never had to see I took a shot in the dark, but I came up short And I swear to God this time it's gonna hurt Can we pretend that it never even happened? I will sing myself to sleep, 'cause you made a liar out of me Can we pretend that it never even happened? I will sing myself to sleep, 'cause you made a liar out of me I watch my shadow stretch from my feet Like the way we stretch the truth I wish I could play the victim for you I just needed room to breathe My world collapsed on me And I miss screaming off rooftops in New York City I took a shot in the dark, but I came up short And I swear to God this time it's gonna hurt Can we pretend that it never even happened? I will sing myself to sleep, 'cause you made a liar out of me Can we pretend that it never even happened? I will sing myself to sleep, 'cause you made a liar out of me This isn't my confession But I'm coming clean I knew it was just a matter of time Before this all would catch up with me Can we pretend that it never even happened? I will sing myself to sleep, 'cause you made a liar out of me Can we pretend that it never even happened? I will sing myself to sleep, 'cause you made a liar out of me (Can we pretend?) Can we pretend (Sing myself to sleep) (Can we pretend?) 'Cause you made a liar out of me Can we pretend that it never even happened? I will sing myself to sleep, 'cause you made a liar out of me

I am an arms dealer fitting you with weapons in the form of words And (don't really care which side wins) As long as the room keeps singing that's just the business I'm in This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race I'm not a shoulder to cry on, but I digress I'm a leading man And the lies I weave are, oh, so intricate Oh, so intricate I'm a leading man And the lies I weave are, oh, so intricate Oh, so intricate I 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 sleep Crashing not like hips or cars but more like p-p-p-parties This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race Bandwagon's full, please catch another I'm a leading man And the lies I weave are, oh, so intricate Oh, so intricate I'm a leading man And the lies I weave are, oh, so intricate Oh, so intricate All the boys who the dancefloor didn't love And all the girls whose lips couldn't move fast enough Sing until your lungs give out This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race (Now you) this ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race (Wear out the groove) This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race (Sing out loud) This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race (Oh, oh) this ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race I'm a leading man And the lies I weave are, oh, so intricate Oh, so intricate I'm a leading man And the lies I weave are, oh, so intricate Oh, so intricate