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