Sydney's Interlude
Sydney Carroll, Trent Seymore, Yogic Beats
You can fuck right off, you ain't want me till we broke it off
Telling me you love me when you clearly got a girl
And I'm so sick of your stupid ways, I'm so over all your twisted games
You ain't got a hold on my heart anymore
You seemed a bit desperate, why is it now that you finally want me?
You had your chance but you blew it and then we split
Yeah, it's a bit too late to ask to take me out
I'm way too moved on from you now
And think how you've moved on in a blink, yeah
So go pay attention to your girl at home
And leave me the hell alone
Alone