Give me a boost over Heaven's gate You're the one habit I just can't kick I'm gonna need a boost 'Cause everything else is a substitute for your love As many times as you can And in the end if I don't make it on the list Would you sneak me a wristband?

People got expectations (expectations) Will they love you? No guarantee (no guarantee) People all need salvation (need salvation) Will they save you? No guarantee (no guarantee) I wonder if they goin' save you I know nuff a them woulda want we gone (I

Blow a kiss, fire a gun All we need is somebody to lean on We need someone to lean on All around the wind blows We would only hold on to let go Do you recall, not long ago We would walk on the sidewalk Innocent, remember? All we did was care for each

Your sugar, yes, please Would you come and put it down on me? I'm right here, 'cause I need Little love, a little sympathy Yeah, you show me good loving Make it alright Need a little sweetness in my life Nicki Minaj

I wish it would break There I could move on, right on down the line Where I don't see you, need you, in my life You're wrapped around me Your memories bound me like a chain That ole picture frame keeps hangin' round I ain't ready yet to take it down

Ever felt away Ever felt away with me Just once that all I need Entwined in finding you one day Ever felt away without me My love, it lies so deep Ever dream of me Would you do it with me Heal the scars and change the stars

I know I have issues But I don't need to hear it coming from you Well, I'm sick of it, over it, however you want it said I'm telling it straight 'cause it might be the only chance I get Just shut up, just shut up, would you stop telling me who I am? I'm

Ooh, then I suddenly see you Ooh, did I tell you I need you I was alone, I took a ride I didn't know what I would find there Another road where maybe I Could see another kind of mind there Every single day of my life Got to get you into my life You

I'm a slave to your flesh Woman put me right where I belong Savage and an angel, we call out in tantrum Glad I kept on your throat, we would rather turn down And I think she bankrupt Breathe, breathe I need it, I'm a mess, now Skin on you is always

That may be all I need In darkness, she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on Sunday morning But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do That someday it would lead me back to you And I never want to leave Sunday