The Compromise Songtext
von The Format

You
You think it′s 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
I'd say I′m one step closer to being just
Where I want
To be
Away from this scene
Away from this machine

Meet me in the middle
C′mon let's make up a dance
We′ll agree to call it The Compromise


Step one:
Find a partner
Grab a pen
Don't you dare ask questions
Just sign on the dotted line

Step two:
Throw your partner behind a desk
Where they′ll do absolutely nothing
So it's your job to dance and smile
The whole time

Don′t call it a trend
It's the only way we think to get ahead

Meet me in the middle
C'mon let′s make up a dance
We′ll agree to call it The Compromise

There's no sense in complaining
It doesn′t change our mind
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