Standards

Hear you're takin' me for granted
Maybe you should raise your standards
Even here, stay progressing my soul
My soul

And so I'll break it down for you, babe
And now I'm memorizing your face
I won't take ya for granted for no more, no

Even when you know that hoe
Even when you take your clothes off
No, I won't tell

You come in saying I'm your favorite band
Well, maybe I just want to - my fans
Said open them blinds
And then they'll see

You come in saying I'm your favorite band
Well, maybe I just want to - my fans
Said open the blinds
And then they'll see

Here you go taking me for granted
Well baby, you should try and raise your standards
No, for me

Look, this is just
Like I'm just a mess, okay
I think, anyway
I think I've done enough crying now



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Lowry
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