Lower Your Standards

Shiv!

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