| 歌曲 | Made To Measure |
| 歌手 | My Ruin |
| 专辑 | The Horror Of Beauty |
| I was born like this with hips like this | |
| Lips like this and wrists like this | |
| Legs like this and arms like this | |
| A fist like this to hit you with, now | |
| You’re like school on | |
| Sunday You ain’t got no class | |
| Keep runnin’ your mouth off but | |
| You can kiss my ass | |
| Not made to measure baby | |
| One size does not fit all | |
| I will not be the one | |
| You make to take the fall ~ | |
| Repeat I got the curves to fear | |
| I got the words to feel | |
| And when I scream | |
| I've heard them say | |
| I’ve got the voice to heal | |
| I got the curves to fear | |
| I got the words to feel | |
| You don't have to be sorry you don't have to be saved | |
| You just need to be proud of the body that god gave | |
| Not made to measure baby | |
| One size does not fit all | |
| I will not be the one | |
| You make to take the fall ~ | |
| Repeat Listen to me say.. | |
| Yeah! I'm so fat | |
| I'm fucked up | |
| I'm so skinny | |
| I'm sick I'm so tired of the magazines | |
| Talkin that bullshit | |
| I'm not fat, they're fucked up | |
| I'm not skinny, they're sick | |
| I'm just so tired of the critics who keep talking that bullshit | |
| I was born like this, with eyes like this teeth like this, and thighs like this a face like this, a waist like this | |
| When I die.. | |
| I'll die like this...now | |
| You're like school on | |
| Sunday You ain't got no class | |
| Keep running your mouth but | |
| I just might kick your ass! | |
| Not made to measure baby | |
| One size does not fit all | |
| I will not be the one | |
| You make to take the fall ~ | |
| Repeat Let me hear you say... | |
| Yeah! You're so fat, you're fucked up | |
| You're so skinny, you're sick | |
| You're so tired of the magazines | |
| Talking that bullshit | |
| You're not fat, they're fucked up | |
| You're not skinny, they're sick | |
| You're just tired of the critics who keep talking that bullshit | |
| Now what?- | |
| Now what?- | |
| Now what?- | |
| What you gonna say the next time you see us? | |
| Now what?- | |
| Now what?- | |
| Now what?- | |
| What you gonna say the next time you see me? |
| I was born like this with hips like this | |
| Lips like this and wrists like this | |
| Legs like this and arms like this | |
| A fist like this to hit you with, now | |
| You' re like school on | |
| Sunday You ain' t got no class | |
| Keep runnin' your mouth off but | |
| You can kiss my ass | |
| Not made to measure baby | |
| One size does not fit all | |
| I will not be the one | |
| You make to take the fall | |
| Repeat I got the curves to fear | |
| I got the words to feel | |
| And when I scream | |
| I' ve heard them say | |
| I' ve got the voice to heal | |
| I got the curves to fear | |
| I got the words to feel | |
| You don' t have to be sorry you don' t have to be saved | |
| You just need to be proud of the body that god gave | |
| Not made to measure baby | |
| One size does not fit all | |
| I will not be the one | |
| You make to take the fall | |
| Repeat Listen to me say.. | |
| Yeah! I' m so fat | |
| I' m fucked up | |
| I' m so skinny | |
| I' m sick I' m so tired of the magazines | |
| Talkin that bullshit | |
| I' m not fat, they' re fucked up | |
| I' m not skinny, they' re sick | |
| I' m just so tired of the critics who keep talking that bullshit | |
| I was born like this, with eyes like this teeth like this, and thighs like this a face like this, a waist like this | |
| When I die.. | |
| I' ll die like this... now | |
| You' re like school on | |
| Sunday You ain' t got no class | |
| Keep running your mouth but | |
| I just might kick your ass! | |
| Not made to measure baby | |
| One size does not fit all | |
| I will not be the one | |
| You make to take the fall | |
| Repeat Let me hear you say... | |
| Yeah! You' re so fat, you' re fucked up | |
| You' re so skinny, you' re sick | |
| You' re so tired of the magazines | |
| Talking that bullshit | |
| You' re not fat, they' re fucked up | |
| You' re not skinny, they' re sick | |
| You' re just tired of the critics who keep talking that bullshit | |
| Now what? | |
| Now what? | |
| Now what? | |
| What you gonna say the next time you see us? | |
| Now what? | |
| Now what? | |
| Now what? | |
| What you gonna say the next time you see me? |