There isn't enough love in the atmosphere To keep you here, ah Don't leave me here I ride for my baby I died for my baby I'd die for my baby no lie In the atmosphere And I can't blame myself for getting lost inside the promise of you

I'll bear the cross on Judgment Day I just slide, slide on by, never bad enough to crucify me Oh, whoa, yeah, on Judgment Day It's my life, get off my ass, get outta my face Man, I don't see no problem Kickin' back, ain't kickin' you, no, no Anyway, if I

Well it's got to be a chocolate Jesus Got to be a chocolate Jesus Make me feel good inside Keep me satisfied Good enough for me Don't go to church on Sunday Don't get on my knees to pray Don't memorize the books of the Bible I got my own special way

I'm livin' two different lives One girl in the day You in the night And even though this ain't right I just can't get enough Of the way you put it down You really got me trippin' Hold up baby girl Don't talk just listen

I'm tangled up I can't ever get too much Tangled up, oh So I'd just like to stay One more night in paradise Ah, baby what you do to me You give me just enough of your love To keep me tangled up And I don't wanna be free

If crazy is a place, then I hope they've got space for two She might be my cocaine She might be my rehab And I know it's messed up but I can't get enough of you It don't matter what we say It don't matter all the things we do And I ain't tryna OD But if

I'm held hostage by your love It all begins with just one kiss Put me in cuffs, lock me up I'm held hostage by your touch This prison is rough but I can't get enough The secret life of us keeps me in handcuffs Don't lock me up, don't you wanna free us

Come on, baby, give me a little more you I know I never can get enough Don't hold back one bit of your love Strong and steady for ya, I'm all ready Come on, baby, give me a little more Don't you want to dive on in? Yeah, the water feels right Dancing on

When I don't get nothing back Your teasing ain't enough Fed up of biding your time And for what, and for what, and for what I'm tired of trying Oy, I'm tired Boy I'm tired of trying Hold my hand while you cut me down It had only just begun but now it's

If crazy is a place, then I hope they've got space for two She might be my cocaine She might be my rehab And I know it's messed up but I can't get enough of you It don't matter what we say It don't matter all the things we do And I ain't tryna OD But if