Like when a rag gets wet
A little discipline
For my pet genius
My head is like lettuce
I cannot stop giving
I'm thirtysomething.
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 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 bleeding enough for two.
(E)
It's a midlife...
Crisis...
It's a midlife...
Crisis...
You're perfect yes it's true
But without me you're only you
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleeding enough for two...
