text: Meltdown on my best friends couch
  Lines on the table and boredom in my mouth
  Lifes gettin fatal, I think Im runnin out
  I get dramatic when Im drunk but dont sympathize
  Still in love with my ex
  Speaking of, guess I should probably send him a text
  Wish that I wasnt always thinkin bout sex 
  Im problematic when Im drunk but dont sympathize
  Grab me like, Hey, whats up?
  Ask me whats in my cup
  Its 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 boys and a little bad advice
  Young life crisis, lovin thе taste
  Hurts so good its numbin my brain
  Dash of disappointment, little bit of limе
  Chase it with some boys and a little bad advice
  Now Im cryin up a river on the bathroom floor
  And a random bitch said, I dont know whats bangin on the door
  So I walk out with my head high like Im Jesus Christ
  But its okay, Ill tell you Im fine but to tell the truth, Im losin my mind
  Im going insane, so dont even try to fix me
  Im not broken, I’m just broke, alone, and sippin on a
  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 boys and a little bad advice
  Young life crisis, lovin the taste
  Hurts so good its numbin my brain
  Dash of disappointment, little bit of lime
  Chase it with some boys and a little bad advice, yeah
  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 
  Hurts so good its numbin my brain
  Dash of disappointment, little bit of lime 
  Chase it with some boys and a little bad advice