Disturbed — Midlife Crisis

[Verse 1] Go on and wring my neck Like when a rag gets wet A little discipline For my pet genius My head is like a lettuce Go on, dig your thumbs in I cannot stop giving I'm thirty something [Pre-Chorus] Sense of security Like pockets jingling Midlife crisis Suck ingenuity Down through the family tree [Chorus] You're perfect, yes, it's true But without me, you're only you Your menstruating heart It ain't bleeding enough for two [Post-Chorus] It's a midlife crisis... It's a midlife crisis... [Verse 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 [Pre-Chorus] Sense of security Holding blunt instrument Midlife crisis I'm a perfectionist And perfect is a skinned knee [Chorus] You're perfect, yes, it's true But without me, you're only you Your menstruating heart It ain't bleeding enough for two [Post-Chorus] It's a midlife crisis... It's a midlife crisis... [Chorus] You're perfect, yes, it's true But without me, 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 Your menstruating heart It ain't bleeding enough for two [Outro] Go on and wring my neck Go on and wring my neck Like when a rag gets wet