The measurements that make me up
Don't fit inside a measuring cup
When everyone is questioning
I always end up wondering
'Cause nothing that I am is right
So I guess this is what they call a fight
[Chorus]
I've spent so much time trying to figure out my bloodlines
And how to love and how to be alive
I wrote a letter to myself
Burn the books that line the shelf
'Cause hating all the things I am
Could never make me a better man than him
Cut my hair and not my arms
Don't forget to look at the stars
There's so much that I should have said
While I was laying, bleeding in that bed
[Chorus]
Take all the time trying to figure out your heartlines
And how to love and how to be alive [x2]
Take all the time trying to figure out your heartlines