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