Midlife Crisis
Faith No More Lyrics


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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
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

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

Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleeding enough for two

(Yeah)

It's a midlife crisis
It's a midlife crisis

You're perfect, yes, it's true (go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet) but without me you're only you (go on and wring my neck)
Your menstruating heart (go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet) it ain't bleedin' enough for two

You're perfect, yes, it's true (go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet) but without me you're only you (go on and wring my neck) (you're only you)
Your menstruating heart (go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet) it ain't bleedin' enough for two

You're perfect, yes, it's true (go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet) but without me you're only you (go on and wring my neck) (you're only you)
Your menstruating heart (go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet) it ain't bleedin' enough for two

You're perfect, yes, it's true (go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet) but without me you're only you (go on and wring my neck)




Your menstruating heart (go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet) it ain't bleedin' enough for two

Overall Meaning

The song "Midlife Crisis" by Faith No More deals with the concept of reaching a certain age and feeling the need to change or break out of routine in order to feel alive. The lyrics express the desire for someone to exert control over the singer, to discipline him like a pet, in order to bring him back to reality. The imagery of a lettuce and the mention of a donor both suggest the idea of being pliable and accommodating, ready to give and shape oneself in order to fit in. The line "midlife crisis suck ingenuity" is a play on words, as it suggests that the crisis itself is what's sucking away the singer's creativity and originality.


The second verse seems to take a more confrontational tone, with the singer belittling the addressee's perfect facade and declaring that without him, they are only themselves, while his role in their life is crucial. The mention of a menstruating heart not bleeding enough for two is a metaphor for the limitations of the human condition and how even the most perfect individual can't sustain their life without some sort of struggle or hardship. Overall, the song seems to be about self-discovery and the need to rebel against expectations and conformity in order to find oneself.


Line by Line Meaning

Go on and wring my neck
Challenge me and make me uncomfortable


Like when a rag gets wet
Squeeze me hard until I can't take it anymore


A little discipline
I need someone to teach me how to behave


For my pet genius
I'm very talented, but I need guidance


My head is like a lettuce
I'm very vulnerable and easily hurt


Go on and dig your thumbs in
Hurt me even more


I cannot stop giving
I'm a very generous person


I'm thirty-something
I'm in my midlife crisis


Sense of security
I feel safe and comfortable


Like pockets jingling
I have some money in my pockets


Midlife crisis
I'm going through a period of self-doubt and re-evaluation


Suck ingenuity
I'm losing my creativity and originality


Down through the family tree
This is a problem that runs in my family


You're perfect, yes, it's true
You're a great person


But without me you're only you
You need me to be complete


Your menstruating heart
You're emotional and vulnerable


It ain't bleedin' enough for two
You can't handle both of us being emotional at the same time


What an inheritance
I've inherited some bad traits from my family


The salt and the Kleenex
I'm crying a lot and need tissues


Morbid self attention
I'm very focused on my problems


Bending my pinky back
I'm hurting myself


A donor by habit
I'm giving too much of myself


Rent an opinion
I don't really believe in anything, I just follow what others say


Holding blunt instrument
I'm not very smart


I'm a perfectionist
I'm very demanding of myself


And perfect is a skinned knee
Perfection is impossible to achieve


Your menstruating heart
You're emotional and vulnerable


It ain't bleeding enough for two
You can't handle both of us being emotional at the same time


It's a midlife crisis
I'm going through a period of self-doubt and re-evaluation


You're perfect, yes, it's true (go on and wring my neck)
You're a great person


(Like when a rag gets wet) but without me you're only you (go on and wring my neck)
You need me to be complete


Your menstruating heart (go on and wring my neck)
You're emotional and vulnerable


(Like when a rag gets wet) it ain't bleedin' enough for two
You can't handle both of us being emotional at the same time


You're perfect, yes, it's true (go on and wring my neck)
You're a great person


(Like when a rag gets wet) but without me you're only you (go on and wring my neck) (you're only you)
You need me to be complete


Your menstruating heart (go on and wring my neck)
You're emotional and vulnerable


(Like when a rag gets wet) it ain't bleedin' enough for two
You can't handle both of us being emotional at the same time


You're perfect, yes, it's true (go on and wring my neck)
You're a great person


(Like when a rag gets wet) but without me you're only you (go on and wring my neck)
You need me to be complete


Your menstruating heart (go on and wring my neck)
You're emotional and vulnerable


(Like when a rag gets wet) it ain't bleedin' enough for two
You can't handle both of us being emotional at the same time


You're perfect, yes, it's true (go on and wring my neck)
You're a great person


(Like when a rag gets wet) but without me you're only you (go on and wring my neck)
You need me to be complete


Your menstruating heart (go on and wring my neck)
You're emotional and vulnerable


(Like when a rag gets wet) it ain't bleedin' enough for two
You can't handle both of us being emotional at the same time




Lyrics © BIG THRILLING MUSIC
Written by: Michael Andrew Bordin, Roddy Christopher Bottum, Bill Gould, Jim B. Martin, Michael Allen Patton

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

Sleep_is_Awesome

MY favourite is
"Sense of security,
Like jingeling of keys"

It feels like a reference that we try to find someone for the sake of feeling real. Like we have to find a relationship to validate that we are human. I could really relate with that for my 20s and 30s, like theres a blueprint to life: Marriage, House, Kids and there is a finite time to get it.

So, when I was in my 20s and 30s, this song resonated to my anxiety of checking off that list. Today, as a single non-kid haver, I hear it as a tongue-in-cheek anthem to the rejection of that expectation.


I drank again.



Exempl0

Go on and wring my neck
Like when a rag gets wet
A little discipline
For my pet genius

My head is like lettuce
Go on 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

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

It's a midlife crisis
It's a midlife crisis

You're perfect, yes, it's true
(Go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet)
But without me you're only you
Your menstruating heart
(Go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet)
It ain't bleeding enough for two

You're perfect, yes, it's true
(Go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet)
But without me you're only you
(Go on and wring my neck)
(You're only you)
Your menstruating heart
(Go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet)
It ain't bleeding enough for two

You're perfect, yes, it's true
(Go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet)
But without me you're only you
(Go on and wring my neck)
(You're only you)
Your menstruating heart
(Go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet)
It ain't bleeding enough for two

You're perfect, yes, it's true
(Go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet)
But without me you're only you
(Go on and wring my neck)
(You're only you)
Your menstruating heart
(Go on and wring my neck)
(Like when a rag gets wet)
It ain't bleeding enough for two



Maxi605

For the Non-English Listeners here's the lyrics,

Go on and wring my neck
Like when a rag gets wet
A little discipline
For my pet genius
My head is like lettuce
Go on 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
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...
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
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...



Ezequiel Santos

Lyrics.

Go on and wring my neck
Like when a rag gets wet
A little discipline
For my pet genius
My head is like lettuce
Go on 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

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...

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
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleedin' enough for two
It's a midlife crisis...



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N22

Patton's vocals are actually insane. Just the delivery, tone, range and command he has. Unreal

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You're not wrong

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Yup

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I completely agree and this entire album is possibly the best aged album of the past 40 years anyway. Just pure brilliance.

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One very talented and yet, very underrated and under appreciated individual

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