Midlife Crisis

Singer:Faith No More

Album:Angel Dust

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

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) bleedin' enough for two

It's a midlife crisis

It's a midlife crisis

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

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…

It…

It

It

It's a midlife crisis

It's a midlife crisis

You're perfect

yes

it's true

(Go on and wring my neck)

(Like when a rag gets wet)

But without me you're only you

Your menstruating heart

(Go on and wring my neck)

(Like when a rag gets wet)

(It ain't) bleedin' enough for two

You're perfect

yes

it's true

(Go on and wring my neck)

(Like when a rag gets wet)

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

(Go on and wring my neck)

Your menstruating heart

(Go on and wring my neck)

(Like when a rag gets wet)

(It ain't) bleeding enough for two

You're perfect

yes

it's true

(Go on and wring my neck)

(Like when a rag gets wet)

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

(Go on and wring my neck)

Your menstruating heart

(Go on and wring my neck)

(Like when a rag gets wet)

(It ain't) bleeding enough for two

You're perfect

yes

it's true

(Go on and wring my neck)

(Like when a rag gets wet)

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

(Go on and wring my neck)

Your menstruating heart

(Go on and wring my neck)

(Like when a rag gets wet)

(It ain't) bleeding enough for two