House Of Balloons / Glass Table Girls Songtext - The Weeknd

House Of Balloons / Glass Table Girls - The Weeknd

[Part I: House of Balloons]

[Verse 1]
Been on another level since you came, no more pain
You look into my eyes, you can't recognize my face
You're in my world now, you can stay, you can stay

But you belong to me, you belong to me

If it hurts to breathe, open the window
Oh, your mind wants to leave but you can't go
This is a happy house, we're happy here

In a happy house, oh this is fun

[Verse 2]
Music got you lost
Nights pass so much quicker than the days did
Same clothes, you ain't ready for your day shift
This place will burn you up

But baby it's okay, them my niggas next door
And they working in the trap, so get naughty if you want
So don't blame it on me that you didn't call your home

So don't blame it on me girl cause you wanted to have fun


[Part II: Glass Table Girls]

Bring the 707 out (x6)

[Verse 3]
Two puffs for the lady who be down for that

Whatever, together
Bring your own stash of the greatest, trade it

Roll a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, taste it
Then watch us chase it

With a handful of pills, no chasers
Jaw clenching on some super-sized papers
And she bad in a head band
Escaping, her van is a Wonderland
And it's half-past six

Read skies cause time don't exist
But when the stars shine back to the crib
Superstar lines back at the crib
And we can test out the tables
Got some brand new tables

All glass and it's four feet wide

But it's a must to get us ten feet high
She give me sex in a handbag

I get her wetter than a wet nap
And no closed doors

So I listen to her moans echo
"I heard he do drugs now"

You heard wrong, I been on it for a minute

We just never act a fool

That's just how we fuckin' livin

And when we act a fool

It's probably cause we mixed it
Yeah I'm always on that okey dokey

Them white boys know the deal

Ain't no fuckin' phony
Big O know the deal

He the one who showed me
Watch me ride this fucking beat

Like he fuckin' told me

"Is that your girl, what's her fucking story?"
"She kinda bad but she ride it like a fucking pony"
I cut down on her man

Be her fuckin' story
Yeah I'm talking 'bout you man

Get to know me

Ain't no offense though

I promise you
If you a real man, dude, you gon' decide the truth
But I'm a nice dude with some nice dreams
And we could turn this to a nightmare: Elm Street

(La la la la la la la la

I'm so gone, so gone

Bring out the glass tables

Bring the 707 out) (x4)

Bring the 707 out (x2)

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