Standards

I tell myself you don't qualify

Because you don't have everything on my list

I say that you are kind

But you don't have that or this

I tell you that you're a great person

That is something we can't deny

I say that I have standards

And that is why you can't be my man

Standards

 we all have them

But some are a little too high

We walk pass the nicest people

And say they don't qualify

We have in our head this imaginary list

And point out what others lack

Yet if someone did the same to us

We would want to break their neck

Nice body 

CHECK

Nice personality 

CHECK

And a nice bright smile.....

Those are things I love the most

They are things that make me smile

Respectful 

CHECK

Goal oriented

CHECK

Compatible with me

I notice that we get along

And I have to speak with you before I go to sleep

As the list goes on 

I notice that the check marks disappear

You are missing what I say I want

Yet I still hold you in my heart dear

So should I follow my standards

And get someone who meets my list so true

Or should I be happy

With someone like you

Standards 

Standards 

Standards

You don't qualify

But how could you ever cross the fence

If my standards are too high