Letra de 'The Compromise' de The Format

You, you think its cool to be crazy
I say "you're born rich? stay rich."
There's no point in taking chances

And me, i wouldn't call it a sophomore slump
No i'd say i'm one step closer to bein' just where i want to be

Away from this scene
Away from this machine
Alright

So meet me in the middle
Well come on let's make up a dance
And we'll agree to call it the compromise

Step one:
Find a partner, grab a pen
And don't you dare ask questions just sign on the dotted line

Well, step two-oo-oo:
Put your partner behind a desk
Where they'll do absolutely nothing
So its your job to dance and smile
The whole time

Well don't call it a trend
'cause it's the only way we think to get ahead

So meet me in the middle
Well come on lets make up a dance
And we'll agree to call it the compromise

It's no sense in complaining
If it doesn't change our minds
Well take me by the hand let's compromise

I can feel your feet touching mine
If you can't dance, there's someone else in line

So meet me in the middle
Well come on let's make up a dance
And we'll agree to call it the compromise

There's no sense in complaining
If it doesn't change our minds
Well take me by the hand let's compromise