Looked into his soul, when he died right there in the hospital. Nothing can match the cool, gettin high, jump off the moon. He croons: "I'll wait for you / Even though it always feels like I'll be number two / To someone you can't hold anymore." Fans believe that these lines confirm that Ariana is directly referring to Mac Miller and The Weeknd is singing from the perspective of Dalton Gomez. Too many dumb interviews put me in this awful mood. The Weeknd then sings from the perspective of someone who is willing to wait for Ariana. She sings: "Will I ever love somebody like the way I did you? / Never thought you'd be so damn hard to replace." She continues: "Might not be quite yet healed or ready / Should I be goin' too steady? / But I just wanna know, is love complеtely off the table?" 'Off the Table' is a stripped-back ballad in which Ariana wonders if she will "ever love the same way again". Ariana Grande, The Weeknd - off the table (audio) Open up your mind and start forgeting what you know (Ohhhhh) This shit aint been the same since you. Someone like, someone like Someone like, someone like Someone like, someone like Someone like Someone like you, someone like you Someone like, someone like Someone like, someone like Someone like, someone like Someone like Someone like you, someone like you Someone like, someone like Someone like, someone like Someone like, someone like Someone like Someone like you, someone like you Yeah, light up 'til the pain gone, all I hear is the same song When the radio came on, fuck around and get based on Do this shit 'til the day I die, are you ready, are you ready? Terrified but my hand is steady, verified, get the camera ready Carry my own weight, all these earthquakes don't wake Me up from this deep sleep, diving into this cold lake Fuck a bitch til her toes shake, telling me I'm her soul-mate Disguised emotion, no face, bullshit with that, no thanks Dealing with it since '08, fucked around, now I'm done And I heard you're supposed to race When you hear the sound of that gun Now it's losing all of its fun, spending days in solitude Too many dumb interviews, put me in this awful mood Not thinking logical, getting high, jump off the moon Looked into his soul, when he died right there in the hospital Peace don't seem possible, when the mind is so closed Came in for your money, then left with all of your hoes Life move fast but my baby keep it slow Open up your mind start forgetting what you know Shit ain't been the same since you left me here alone You hurt so good, girl your loving hurt so good Love me, love me, that fentanyl it numb me Beautiful it get ugly, turn you into a junkie Still searching for something, but I don't know what Dreaming about nothing, wake you up and then fuck I love it when you get a little nasty Hit it from the back, if you like that, wiggle them ass cheeks Isn't that sweet, same shit we did last week 'fore all the cash, you might stood up and would've walked passed me Wake me up from this bad dream, put a match to this gasoline Every night you somebody different, got me thinking it's Halloween Fucked up, I can't feel myself, work hard might kill myself Exist through audio, but all my problems that's real as hell Trapped in this wishing well, death creeping like Splinter Cell Getting high, blew my mind away Find the words to what I'm tryna say. Same shit we did last week (uh-huh) 'Fore all the cash, you might've stood up and would've walked past me (bye) Wake me up from this bad dream (dream), put a match to this gasoline ('line) Every night you somebody different, got me thinkin' it's Halloween Fucked up, can't feel myself, work hard, might kill myself Exist through audio, but all my.
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