Letra de Lifestyle

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.

Stop...killin´ me. [x4]