| Can’t write another song about being young | 
| Not me, not now, I’m not that clever | 
| 31 and my voice was shot | 
| Grew a beard, spent a year at the coffee shop | 
| You called to say «it's now or never» | 
| Don’t fall back now | 
| Don’t fall back now | 
| We are the fortunate ones | 
| (Pick me up in the parking lot | 
| I’ve got a good buzz and a lottery ticket) | 
| We are the fortunate ones | 
| (And we don’t care if we win or not | 
| Got a good buzz and a lottery ticket) | 
| Guess I’ll wait for the lightning strike | 
| Guess I’ll pray for rain to make this right | 
| You’ve got these eyes that keep me hoping | 
| In the shadows when I doubt myself, I’ve started to see with the lights out | 
| You called to say «the sky is open» | 
| Don’t fall back now, don’t fall back now | 
| We are the fortunate ones | 
| (Pick me up in the parking lot | 
| I’ve got a good buzz and a lottery ticket) | 
| We are the fortunate ones | 
| (And we don’t care if we win or not | 
| Got a good buzz and a lottery ticket) | 
| Made it home, barely alive | 
| I was way too fucked up to drive, to drive | 
| We are the fortunate ones | 
| Pick me up in the parking lot, I’ve got a good buzz and a lottery ticket | 
| We are the fortunate ones | 
| And we don’t care if we win or not, got a good buzz and a lottery ticket | 
| Got a good buzz, and a lottery ticket |