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!