Meltdown on my best friend's couch
Lines on the table and boredom in my mouth
Life's gettin' fatal, I think I'm runnin' out
I get dramatic when I'm drunk but don't sympathize
Still in love with my ex
Speaking of, I should probably send him a text
Wish that I wasn't always thinkin' 'bout sex (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
Dash of disappointment, little bit of lime
Chase it with some boys, a little bad advice
Young life crisis, lovin' the tastе
Hurts so good it's numbin' my brain
Dash of disappointment, little bit of lime
Chasе it with some boys, a little bad advice
Now I'm cryin' up a 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
'Cause it's okay, I'll tell you I'm fine but to tell the truth, I'm losin' my mind
I'm fuckin' insane, so don't even try to fix me, I'm 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
Dash of disappointment, little bit of lime
Chase it with some boys, 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, 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 disappointment, little bit of lime (Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na)
Chase it with some boys, a little bad advice
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