Meltdown on my best friend’s couch Lines on the table and poured ‘em in my mouth Life’s gettin’ fatal, I think I’m running’ out I get dramatic when I’m drunk but don’t sympathize Still in love with my ex Speaking of, guess I should probably send him a text Wish that I wasn’t always thinking’ ‘bout sex I’m problematic when I’m drunk but don’t sympathize Grab me like, Hey, what’s up? Ask me what’s in my cup It’s what they call the young life crisis, pour it on ice I take it down with problems and pride A dash of disappointment, little bit of lime Chase it with some poison, a little bad advice Young life crisis, lovin’ the taste Hurts so good it’s numbin’ my brain Dash of disappointment, little bit of lime Chase it with some boys and a little bad advice Now I’m cryin’ up river on the bathroom floor And a random bitch said: I don’t know what’s bangin’ on the door So I walk out with my head high like I’m Jesus Christ But it’s okay, I’ll tell you I’m fine but to tell the truth, I’m losing my mind I’m goin’ insane, so don’t even try to fix me, I’m not broken, I just broke up when I’m sipping on the Young life crisis, pour it on ice Take I down with problems and pride A dash of disappointed, little bit of lime Chase it with some poison, a little bad advice Young life crisis, lovin’ the taste Hurts so good it’s numbin’ my brain Dash of disappointed, little bit of lime Chase it with some boys and a little bad advice Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na Raise that glass to pleasure and pain Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na Young life crisis, lovin’ the taste Young life crisis, lovin’ the taste (Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na) Hurts so good it’s numbin’ my brain Dash of disappointed, little bit of lime (Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na) Chase it with some boys and a little bad advice