C#m   A7   E   
C#m   A7   E
C#m   A7   E   A7  E

 E                F#
You, you think it's cool to be crazy
              A7
I say you're born rich - stay rich
                           E
There's no point in taking chances.
 E                    F#
And me, I wouldn't call it a sophomore slump, no, I'd say
 A7                                     E
I'm one step closer to bein' just where I want to be

 F#
Away from this scene,
 F#m
Away from this machine

Alright!

 C#m    A7     E
Meet me in the middle
     C#m      A7        E,
Well c'mon let's make up a dance
     C#m     A7     E      A7   E
And we'll agree to call it the compromise

     E                F#
Step one: find a partner, grab a pen
              A7
And don't you dare ask questions,
                 E
Just sign on the dotted line
   E                F#
Step two: throw your partner behind a desk
               A7
Will then do absolutely nothing
                              E
So it's your job to dance and smile the whole time

F#
Don't call it a trend,
F#m
'cause it's the only way we think to get ahead

  C#m    A7     E
Meet me in the middle
     C#m      A7        E,
Well c'mon let's make up a dance
     C#m     A7     E      A7   E
And we'll agree to call it the compromise

 C#m       A7        E
There's no sense in complainin'
     C#m      A7        E,
If it doesn't change your minds
    C#m   A7     E     A7    E
Take me by the hand, let's compromise

F#m       F#          E
I can feel your feet touchin' mine
F#m         F#            E
If you can't dance, there's someone else in line

  C#m    A7     E
Meet me in the middle
     C#m      A7        E,
Well c'mon let's make up a dance
     C#m     A7     E      A7   E
And we'll agree to call it the compromise

 C#m       A7        E
There's no sense in complainin'
     C#m      A7        E,
If it doesn't change your minds
    C#m   A7     E     A7    E
Take me by the hand, let's compromise