| Song | I'm The Best At Ruining My Life |
| Artist | From Autumn to Ashes |
| Album | The Fiction We Live |
| 作曲 : Gross, Mark, Perri | |
| I've boarded up the windows | |
| To keep the morning from intrusion | |
| I've left it on the doorknob | |
| Could you please just not disturb | |
| On days like this we find it so hard to push ourselves up and out of bed | |
| When nothing falls in favor of | |
| I have so many things | |
| I would like to explain to you | |
| But I don't know just how to | |
| Communicate | |
| I can't take this body shaking | |
| Dress and we'll begin | |
| Nights can be so violent | |
| When beds become vacant | |
| I've blown it once again | |
| This would have been the last offense and | |
| You should have been here months ago | |
| With open arms and honest face | |
| Addres full doubt you've ever felt frustration, well I'm choking on it now | |
| And it's the hardest thing for me to shake | |
| I have so many things | |
| I would like to explain to you | |
| But I don't know just how to | |
| Communicate | |
| I can't take this body shaking | |
| Dress and we'll begin | |
| Nights can be so violent | |
| When beds become vacant | |
| Is it because of this | |
| Vacancy that you swear | |
| never to, to believe? | |
| Honestly honest me | |
| With a look that's so deceiving | |
| I'll bite, chew, swallow, and | |
| Digest the hands that feed me | |
| With a bayonet for a tongue | |
| Swallow swords inadvertently | |
| And to the organ flame I'll maintain a close adjacency | |
| I have so many things | |
| I would like to explain to you | |
| Farewell to all the days you were | |
| Within my reach | |
| And as of right now everything is making perfect sense | |
| As of right now everything is making perfect sense | |
| I can't take this body shaking | |
| Dress and we'll begin | |
| Nights can be so violent | |
| When beds become vacant |
| zuò qǔ : Gross, Mark, Perri | |
| I' ve boarded up the windows | |
| To keep the morning from intrusion | |
| I' ve left it on the doorknob | |
| Could you please just not disturb | |
| On days like this we find it so hard to push ourselves up and out of bed | |
| When nothing falls in favor of | |
| I have so many things | |
| I would like to explain to you | |
| But I don' t know just how to | |
| Communicate | |
| I can' t take this body shaking | |
| Dress and we' ll begin | |
| Nights can be so violent | |
| When beds become vacant | |
| I' ve blown it once again | |
| This would have been the last offense and | |
| You should have been here months ago | |
| With open arms and honest face | |
| Addres full doubt you' ve ever felt frustration, well I' m choking on it now | |
| And it' s the hardest thing for me to shake | |
| I have so many things | |
| I would like to explain to you | |
| But I don' t know just how to | |
| Communicate | |
| I can' t take this body shaking | |
| Dress and we' ll begin | |
| Nights can be so violent | |
| When beds become vacant | |
| Is it because of this | |
| Vacancy that you swear | |
| never to, to believe? | |
| Honestly honest me | |
| With a look that' s so deceiving | |
| I' ll bite, chew, swallow, and | |
| Digest the hands that feed me | |
| With a bayonet for a tongue | |
| Swallow swords inadvertently | |
| And to the organ flame I' ll maintain a close adjacency | |
| I have so many things | |
| I would like to explain to you | |
| Farewell to all the days you were | |
| Within my reach | |
| And as of right now everything is making perfect sense | |
| As of right now everything is making perfect sense | |
| I can' t take this body shaking | |
| Dress and we' ll begin | |
| Nights can be so violent | |
| When beds become vacant |