Faith No More - Midlife crisis

^E Go on and ring my neck ^G Like when a rag gets wet ^B/F# A little discipline ^A For my pet genius ^E My head is like lettuce ^G Go on, dig your thumbs in. ^B/F# I cannot stop giving ^B I'm thirtysomething.

^E Sense of security ^G Like pockets jingling ^B/F# Midlife cris^Ais ^E Suck ingenuity ^G Down through the family ^B Tree...

You're^E perfect yes it's tru^De Bu^At without ^Eme you're only yo^Du (you're only yo^Au) Your ^Emenstruating hea^Drt ^A It ain't^E bleeding enough for two.

^E It's a^G mid^B/F#life...^Acrisis ^E It's ^Ga mi^B/F#dlife..^B.crisis

^E What an inheritance ^G The salt and the kleenex ^B/F# Morbid self-attention ^A Bending my pinky back ^E A little discipline ^G A donor by habit ^B/F# A little discipline ^B Rent an opinion.

^E Sense of security ^G Holding blunt instrument ^B/F# Midlife cr^Aisis ^E I'm a perfectionist ^G And perfect is a skinned ^Bknee.

You^E're perfect yes it's t^Drue Bu^At without ^Eme you're only you^D (you're only ^Ayou) Your^E menstruating he^Dart ^A It ain'^Et bleeding enough for two.

Y^Eeah...yeah...yeah...yeah... ^E It's a mi^Gdlife... Cr^B/F#isis... ^E It's a mid^Glife... Cris^B/F#is... ^B

You^E're perfect yes it's tr^Due Bu^At without ^Eme you're only yo^Du ^A Your^E menstruating he^Dart ^A It ain't b^Eleeding enough for two...