Just when I thought I got him to fall in love with SFU Burnaby.
Should’ve known better than to accompany him back to SFU Surrey.
I put him right back into its arms,
I wasn’t a match for Surrey campus’ spark.
He’s in love with Surrey campus I can tell by the way, he talks about eating its mall food.
And judgin’ by the smile that’s written on his face,
He really loves himself some Indian food.
It doesn’t take a partner to see,
He really likes the way those Surrey escalators move, so clean.
Drinkin’ Renaissance all by myself.
He’s choosin’ Surrey, I can tell.
Well, I guess he forgot about the Burnaby Mountain fog.
The swimming pool (scratch that, it’s closed), the football games (scratch that, team’s gone) we had it all!
He always loved the R5 in the mornin’,
Maybe I shoulda taken that as a warnin’ . . .
He’s in love with Surrey campus, I can tell by the way he professes his love for Doug McCallum.
And judgin’ by the smile that’s written on his face,
He really loves SIAT, graphic design . . . not a problem.
I can’t believe I could let my man,
Be stolen by a building with a really nice floorplan.
Drinkin’ Renaissance all by myself.
He’s choosin’ Surrey, I can tell.
When he leaves me for Surrey’s plushy couches,
I run to my car, I’d rather drive away than have to die.
I’m driving out of the parkade, out of Surrey Central, and what do I see?
My ex-boyfriend making out with a paper mache diorama of SFU Surrey.
The guitar strumming halts. A pause occurs for dramatic effect.
He’s in love with Surrey campus I can tell by the way, he changed his Facebook status.
From “in a relationship” to “building simp” — I promise, I’m not being dramatic.
How could I have ever, ever forseen?
That my boyfriend was going to leave me for glass ceilings.
Drinkin’ Renaissance all by myself.
SFU Burnaby sucks without his smile (actually, maybe it’s a frown he never smiles . . . ).
Come on baby.
Drinkin’ Renaissance all by myself. I think I’ll —
Find myself a man who loves me more than a building’s southern parking lot’s drawl.
