Torn Apart, Pt II (Bastille Vs. GRADES Vs. Lizzo)

We were born to be together

Torn apart

Torn apart

We were born to be together

Torn apart

Torn apart

My yin and yang is killin' me

Gotta get back, back to the synergy

Don't forget where I been but you're gonna remember

When I shake-a-shake my ass like a leaf of September

Ba de ya da, I don't mean to kill your vibe

But if you got it, you get it

And I've been getting this shit for a long time

Cockiness only brings heartache I'm so beyond naughty

And if you don't like it, then why do you want me?

I see ya, don't front as I tickle the strings on your heart

You play second fiddle to my instrumental

Your critical nature departs in the middle of all of my riddles

You've given up trying and now you just tear me apart, ah!