| Song | Mailbox Arson |
| Artist | Alexisonfire |
| Album | Crisis |
| 作曲 : Alexisonfire | |
| Your mail's not safe in this town | |
| Your mail's not safe in this town | |
| Your mail's not safe in this town | |
| Your mail's not safe in this town | |
| I strike a red bird on your face | |
| And pour the kerosene in your mouth | |
| I watch the match fall down your throat | |
| I burn all your precious bowels | |
| I watch the smoke pour from every crack | |
| And breathe in your secret lives | |
| All your bills, pay and welfare cheques | |
| But I don't think | |
| I can stay for long | |
| There's lots more mail that's not yet ash | |
| Your mail's not safe in this town | |
| Your mail's not safe in this town | |
| Your mail's not safe in this town | |
| I'm taking this town back | |
| I watch the smoke start to rise | |
| One hundred homes | |
| One hundred fires | |
| Everything you own now burns away | |
| This town is no longer mine | |
| It's ****ed with me for the last time | |
| How I wish that | |
| I could see your face | |
| When the sky is streaked with plumes | |
| Know that it's my signature | |
| Upon this wretched ****ing city | |
| Mailbox arson | |
| My sweet revenge | |
| Mailbox arson | |
| My sweet revenge | |
| I'll strike a match and burn away | |
| Every tie that binds me to this place | |
| I'll strike a match and burn away | |
| Every tie that binds me to this place | |
| I will strike a match and burn away | |
| Every tie that binds me to this place | |
| Strike a match and burn away | |
| Every tie that binds me to this place | |
| When the smoke clears | |
| You can consider us even | |
| Your mail's not safe in this town | |
| Your mail's not safe in this town | |
| Your mail's not safe in this town | |
| I'm taking this town back | |
| I watch the smoke start to rise | |
| One hundred homes | |
| One hundred fires | |
| Everything you own now burns away | |
| This town is no longer mine | |
| It's ****ed with me for the last time | |
| How I wish that | |
| I could see your face |
| zuò qǔ : Alexisonfire | |
| Your mail' s not safe in this town | |
| Your mail' s not safe in this town | |
| Your mail' s not safe in this town | |
| Your mail' s not safe in this town | |
| I strike a red bird on your face | |
| And pour the kerosene in your mouth | |
| I watch the match fall down your throat | |
| I burn all your precious bowels | |
| I watch the smoke pour from every crack | |
| And breathe in your secret lives | |
| All your bills, pay and welfare cheques | |
| But I don' t think | |
| I can stay for long | |
| There' s lots more mail that' s not yet ash | |
| Your mail' s not safe in this town | |
| Your mail' s not safe in this town | |
| Your mail' s not safe in this town | |
| I' m taking this town back | |
| I watch the smoke start to rise | |
| One hundred homes | |
| One hundred fires | |
| Everything you own now burns away | |
| This town is no longer mine | |
| It' s ed with me for the last time | |
| How I wish that | |
| I could see your face | |
| When the sky is streaked with plumes | |
| Know that it' s my signature | |
| Upon this wretched ing city | |
| Mailbox arson | |
| My sweet revenge | |
| Mailbox arson | |
| My sweet revenge | |
| I' ll strike a match and burn away | |
| Every tie that binds me to this place | |
| I' ll strike a match and burn away | |
| Every tie that binds me to this place | |
| I will strike a match and burn away | |
| Every tie that binds me to this place | |
| Strike a match and burn away | |
| Every tie that binds me to this place | |
| When the smoke clears | |
| You can consider us even | |
| Your mail' s not safe in this town | |
| Your mail' s not safe in this town | |
| Your mail' s not safe in this town | |
| I' m taking this town back | |
| I watch the smoke start to rise | |
| One hundred homes | |
| One hundred fires | |
| Everything you own now burns away | |
| This town is no longer mine | |
| It' s ed with me for the last time | |
| How I wish that | |
| I could see your face |