The Compromise

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