Young Life Crisis

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 poison, 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 poison, 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
(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 poison, a little bad advice