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