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 and 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
CHORUS:
You're perfect, yes, it's true
But without me 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
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 bleedin' enough for two [3x]
Writer(s): Roddy Christopher Bottum, Michael Andrew Bordin, Jim B. Martin, Michael Allen Patton, Bill David Gould
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