[Verse 1]
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

[Verse 2]
Still in love with my ex
Speaking of, guess 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

[Pre-Chorus]
Grab me like, "Hey, what's up?"
Ask me what's in my cup

[Chorus]
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 boys and a little bad advice
Young life crisis, lovin' thе taste
Hurts so good it's numbin' my brain
Dash of disappointment, little bit of limе
Chase it with some boys and a little bad advice
[Verse 3]
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
But it's okay, I'll tell you I'm fine but to tell the truth, I'm losin' my mind
I'm going insane, so don't even try to fix me
I'm not broken, I’m just broke, alone, and sippin' on a

[Chorus]
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 it's numbin' my brain
Dash of disappointment, little bit of lime
Chase it with some boys and a little bad advice, yeah

[Post-Chorus]
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 and a little bad advice (Cool)