Lower Your Standards - Slow Runner

I can tell by your eyes that you’re already bored

Cuz you’re scanning for exits and cursing the Lord

And the company’s not who you’d wished it would be

Can’t you lower your standards for me?

I know that you’re used to an orbit of stars

Who finish your sentences and glow in the dark

When you survey the room and don’t like what you see

Could you lower your standards…

For me?

Well, this party is big, but it ain’t big enough

For clowns, and cowards, and scoundrels like us

And I think that the janitor’s closet is free…

If you’ll lower your standards

If you’ll lower your standards

If you’ll lower your standards…

For me