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?