Midlife Crisis (studio live) Songtext
von Faith No More
Midlife Crisis (studio live) Songtext
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 30 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
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
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 (go on and wring my neck)
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 (go on and wring my neck) (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 (go on and wring my neck) (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 (go on and wring my neck) (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
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 30 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
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
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 (go on and wring my neck)
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 (go on and wring my neck) (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 (go on and wring my neck) (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 (go on and wring my neck) (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
Writer(s): Roddy Christopher Bottum, Michael Andrew Bordin, Jim B. Martin, Michael Allen Patton, Bill David Gould Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com