You wake up in the morning and you're smokin' like
a house on fire.
'Cause you've been out all
night, and you're burnt down to the wire.
I
really love you baby, but you put me through the
fire.
Whoa.
Your
lifestyle...is killin me. [x2]
And if I
don't do somethin' 'bout it there'll be nothing
left for me.
Whoa.
Youre
talkin' too much while you're driving in way too
fast.
And you never make sense 'cause
you're too busy havin' a blast.
I know we
got no future 'cause you just can't remember the
past.
Whoa.
Your
lifestyle...is killin me. [x2]
And if I
don't do somethin' 'bout it there'll be nothing
left for me.
Whoa.
Pack my
bags got one foot out the door.
'Cause I
can't take one more night on the killin'
floor.
I must be losin' my mind 'cause I
think I'm comin' back for more.
Whoa.
Your lifestyle...is killin me. [x2]
And if I don't do somethin' 'bout it there'll
be nothing left for me.
Whoa.
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