Midlife Crisis

1. Go on and wring my neck

Hmi

Like when a rag gets wet

A little discipline

For my pet genius

My head is like lettuce

Hmi

Go on, dig your thumbs in

I cannot stop giving

I'm thirty-something

Emi

Sense of security

Like pockets jingling

Midlife crisis

Emi

Suck ingenuity

Down through the family tree

R: You're perfect, yes, it's true

But without me you're only you (you're only you)

Your menstruating heart

It ain't bleedin' enough for two

It's a midlife crisis

It's a midlife crisis

2. What an inheritance

The salt and the Kleenex

Morbid self attention

Bending my pinky back

A little discipline

A donor by habit

A little discipline

Rent an opinion

Sense of security

Holding blunt instrument

Midlife crisis

I'm a perfectionist

And perfect is a skinned knee

R: You're perfect...

It's a midlife crisis...

It's a midlife crisis...

R: Go on and wring my neck

Like when a rag gets wet

Go on and wring my neck

Go on and wring my neck

Like when a rag gets wet

bleedin' enough for two