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!