Fortune 500 Songtext
von Heatmiser

Taking in the party
Put me down for a while
Armoire of ambition
Springing off the smile

His lips were set to kiss me
But he closed up like a fist
He′s got a fortune in charm
Makes a gift out of empty empty arms

But I was sold I was sold
No one had to convince me


Bending over backwards
I watched the light burn out
His excuses fell like diamonds
Brilliant cunning lost and found

He's got a fortune in charm
Makes a gift out of empty empty arms

But I was sold I was sold
No one had to convince me

Don′t believe it
Or eat it

I was sold I was sold
No one had to convince me