High Standards
Even my high
Standards ain't that low
You son of a bitch
I'm sure i'll regret
Smoking in your shed
When I wake in the morning
Must've been bored
Outta my mind
But you had good weed
And a bottle of wine
And honestly I was just
Trying to kill some time
Even my high
Standards ain't that low
You son of a bitch
I'm sure i'll regret
Smoking in your shed
When I wake in the morning
Damnit i'm tired
Of all of your bullshit and misogynist jokes
I oughta go home
But I keep gettin stoned
You've got my high standards low
You're rollin up j's
Get your hand off my knee
I hate your music
Please don't speak
Until I get just
One more hit in me
Even my high
Standards ain't that low
You son of a bitch
I'm sure i'll regret
Smoking in your shed
When I wake in the morning
Dammit i'm tired
Of all of your bullshit and misogynist jokes
I oughta go home
But I keep gettin stoned
You've got my high standards low
I'm too high for this
Don't lean in for a kiss
Where'd you get the audacity
You piece of shit
Ill have you know
I'm just here to smoke
Would it kill you to let it
Be what it is
Even my high
Standards ain't that low
You son of a bitch
I'm sure i'll regret
Smoking in your shed
When I wake in the morning
Dammit i'm tired
Of all of your bullshit and misogynist jokes
I oughta go home
But I keep gettin stoned
You've got my high standards low
You've got my high standards low
Standards ain't that low
You son of a bitch
I'm sure i'll regret
Smoking in your shed
When I wake in the morning
Must've been bored
Outta my mind
But you had good weed
And a bottle of wine
And honestly I was just
Trying to kill some time
Even my high
Standards ain't that low
You son of a bitch
I'm sure i'll regret
Smoking in your shed
When I wake in the morning
Damnit i'm tired
Of all of your bullshit and misogynist jokes
I oughta go home
But I keep gettin stoned
You've got my high standards low
You're rollin up j's
Get your hand off my knee
I hate your music
Please don't speak
Until I get just
One more hit in me
Even my high
Standards ain't that low
You son of a bitch
I'm sure i'll regret
Smoking in your shed
When I wake in the morning
Dammit i'm tired
Of all of your bullshit and misogynist jokes
I oughta go home
But I keep gettin stoned
You've got my high standards low
I'm too high for this
Don't lean in for a kiss
Where'd you get the audacity
You piece of shit
Ill have you know
I'm just here to smoke
Would it kill you to let it
Be what it is
Even my high
Standards ain't that low
You son of a bitch
I'm sure i'll regret
Smoking in your shed
When I wake in the morning
Dammit i'm tired
Of all of your bullshit and misogynist jokes
I oughta go home
But I keep gettin stoned
You've got my high standards low
You've got my high standards low
Credits
Writer(s): Jillian Arciero Brown, Maggie Antone
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