It’s Just A Title

There's a child on the playground With a broken wrist But they're too busy to digest When they get home, they'll scream their head off Man, why do I still feel like this? Are things just falling apart Or am I seeing this wrong I'll try to hide it all behind another pop song No matter how many trips around the sun It seems like this'll follow me until I'm gone It's hard to deal with all this constant paranoia Feels like a car crash coming at me from the rear view (Is the world just out to get me) Am I worth it? Is this worth it? Chalk all of my failures to the absence of a martyr Hiding behind habit 'cause it's easier to falter (All you had was what you wanted) Do you miss it? Do you miss it all? Do you miss it? Do you miss it all? Do you miss it? Do you miss it all? I know the words I sing Won't fix a thing But for a second, I've made it I know the words I sing Won't mend a thing But for a moment, it's painless It's hard to deal with all this constant paranoia Feels like a car crash coming at me from the rear view (Is the world just out to get me) Am I worth it? Is this worth it? Chalk all my failures to the absence of a martyr Hiding behind habit 'cause it's easier to falter (All you had was what you wanted) Do you miss it? Do you miss it at all?