Verse 1:
Go on and wring my neck
Like when a rag gets wet
little discipline 
For my pet genius
My head is like lettuce
Go on dig your thumbs in
I cannot stop giving in
I'm thirty-something

Bridge:
Sense of security
Like pockets jingling
Midlife crisis
Suck ingenuity
Down through the family tree

Hook:
You're perfect, yes, it's [bad word] But without me you're only you (you're only you)
Your [bad word] heart
It ain't bleeding enough for two

It's a midlife crisis.. It's a midlife crisis..

Verse 2:
What an inheritance
The salt and the dockry
Morbid self attention
Bending my pinky back 
little discipline
donor by habit
little discipline
Rent an opinion

Bridge 2:
Sense of security
Holding blunt [bad word] Midlife Crisis
I'm a perfectionist
And perfect is a skinned knee


Hook: 
You're perfect, yes, it's [bad word] But without me you're only you (you're only you)
Your [bad word] heart
It ain't bleeding enough for two 

ya ya ya ya


It's a midlife crisis...
It's a midlife crisis...

Hook: 
You're perfect, yes, it's [bad word] But without me you're only you (you're only you)
Your [bad word] heart
It ain't bleeding enough for two 
(repeat and fade)