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
Your lifestyle... is killin me
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
Your lifestyle... is killin me
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
Your lifestyle... is killin me
And if I don't do somethin' 'bout it there'll be nothing left for me
Whoa
Stop... killin' me
Stop... killin' me
Stop... killin' me
Stop... killin' me
