| Song | It Could've Been Worse |
| Artist | Matthew Ryan |
| Album | Matthew Ryan Vs. The Silver State |
| 作曲 : Ryan | |
| Where you come from | |
| You learn to disappear | |
| To cover up your fear | |
| With punk rock and stuff | |
| When you were a kid | |
| You listened to | |
| The Clash | |
| You learned to never ask | |
| Where your daddy was | |
| Once more around the old main drag | |
| They never said it but they thought you were a fag | |
| Some people push till a kid goes boom | |
| Late at night it got dark in your room | |
| Ah your love in a car | |
| You promised her everything | |
| Not knowing what everything | |
| Really was | |
| She's the first girl you kissed | |
| She's the first girl you miss | |
| When you're feeling like this | |
| Broke and in the dark | |
| Her blonde hair was a setting sun | |
| Her mascara was born to run | |
| You got scared when she started to show | |
| One more thing you'd have to let go | |
| It could've been worse | |
| It could've been worse | |
| It could've been worse | |
| It could've been worse | |
| So you stood on that bridge | |
| Overlooking old crappy town | |
| Snow was falling slowly all around | |
| You smoked a quick cigarette | |
| But I'll never believe | |
| That you jumped and just ended there | |
| The note you left read, "Look everywhere" | |
| "You'll never bury me" | |
| A stereo and a pile of cassettes | |
| That dirty mirror where you used to get dressed | |
| There you stood getting tight with your scars | |
| Some broken chords on cheap guitar | |
| It could've been worse | |
| It could've been worse | |
| It could've been worse | |
| It could've been worse | |
| It could've been worse | |
| It could've been worse | |
| It could've been worse | |
| It could've been worse |
| zuò qǔ : Ryan | |
| Where you come from | |
| You learn to disappear | |
| To cover up your fear | |
| With punk rock and stuff | |
| When you were a kid | |
| You listened to | |
| The Clash | |
| You learned to never ask | |
| Where your daddy was | |
| Once more around the old main drag | |
| They never said it but they thought you were a fag | |
| Some people push till a kid goes boom | |
| Late at night it got dark in your room | |
| Ah your love in a car | |
| You promised her everything | |
| Not knowing what everything | |
| Really was | |
| She' s the first girl you kissed | |
| She' s the first girl you miss | |
| When you' re feeling like this | |
| Broke and in the dark | |
| Her blonde hair was a setting sun | |
| Her mascara was born to run | |
| You got scared when she started to show | |
| One more thing you' d have to let go | |
| It could' ve been worse | |
| It could' ve been worse | |
| It could' ve been worse | |
| It could' ve been worse | |
| So you stood on that bridge | |
| Overlooking old crappy town | |
| Snow was falling slowly all around | |
| You smoked a quick cigarette | |
| But I' ll never believe | |
| That you jumped and just ended there | |
| The note you left read, " Look everywhere" | |
| " You' ll never bury me" | |
| A stereo and a pile of cassettes | |
| That dirty mirror where you used to get dressed | |
| There you stood getting tight with your scars | |
| Some broken chords on cheap guitar | |
| It could' ve been worse | |
| It could' ve been worse | |
| It could' ve been worse | |
| It could' ve been worse | |
| It could' ve been worse | |
| It could' ve been worse | |
| It could' ve been worse | |
| It could' ve been worse |