April 12th is finally here
It’s the day where every year
I'm gonna line myself against the wall
And check how tall I am

Now my head’s against the jamb
I hope this year’s the one when
All the lines above my head
Won’t be so high above me anymore

Every line my brothers make
Takes me twice as long to get that long
I know it’s wrong but every year
It makes me lie awake
I don’t want to break tradition
But every comparison
Sizing me up to someone
Is leading me to finally break

How many years is it gonna take?

I’m too small to be a star
I’m too big to be a germ
I don’t want to be in this funk anymore

I’m not 100%, but i’m pretty sure
I got PTSD from a tape measure
I’m too small to be a star
I’m too big to be a germ
I don’t want to be in this funk anymore