Fortune 500 Lyrics - Heatmiser

Taking in the party 

He put me down for awhile 

100 watts of ambition 

Springing off his smile 

His lips hooked set to kiss me 

But he closed up like a fist 

He's got a fortune in charm 

And makes a gift out of empty arms 

But I was sold, I was sold, no one had to convince me 

Bendng over backwards 

I watched the light burn out 

His excuses fell like diamonds 

Brilliant, cutting, lost and found 

He's got a fortune in charm 

And makes a gift outof empty arms 

But I was sold, I was sold, no one had to convince me 

(I don't believe it) 

(believe it)