Letra de Midlife crisis

Go on and wring my neck
Like when a rag gets wet
A 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

Sense of security
Like pockets jingling
Midlife Crisis
Suck ingenuity
Down through the family tree

You´re perfect, yes, it´s true
But without me, you´re only you (you´re only you)
Your menstruating heart
It ain´t bleeding enough for two
It´s a Midlife Crisis
It´s a Midlife Crisis

What an inheritance
The salt and the dockry
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

You´re perfect, yes, it´s true
But without me you´re only you (you´re only you)
Your menstruating heart
It ain´t bleeding enough for two

ya ya ya ya

It´s a midlife crisis
It´s a midlife crisis

You´re perfect, yes, it´s true
But without me you´re only you (you´re only you)
Your menstruating heart
It ain´t bleeding enough for two

You´re perfect, yes, it´s true
But without me you´re only you (you´re only you)
Your menstruating heart
It ain´t bleeding enough for two

(Go on and wring my neck)
Go on and wring my neck
(Go on and wring my neck)
Go on and wring my neck