"Fine Print" lyrics

"Fine Print"

Make sure you read all the fine print
Sure you make up your mind with
Offer's there on the table for whoever wants to buy
Sure, you get you came for
What you're willing to trade for
Everything that you paid for isn't enough to fool you twice 'cause they've got

Promises, promises, I know something is wrong with this
I know what will become of this, what those wishes will cause
Those terms ain't applying the way your pitch isn't flying
And working double the shift, they got promises, promises

Follow me to the main floor
Shallow pitches the main course
Broken switches, regulators mounted up for revenge to savor
Private beaches for riding horses
Getting stitches for sliding torsos
Framing pictures to show the haters and prove it happened a decade later

Promises, promises, I know something is wrong with this
I know what will become of this, what those wishes will cause
Those terms ain't applying the way your pitch isn't flying
And working double the shift, they got promises, promises

They ain't keeping
They ain't keeping
They ain't keeping

Promises, promises, I know something is wrong with this
I know what will become of this, what those wishes will cause
Those terms ain't applying the way your pitch isn't flying
And working double the shift, they got promises, promises


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