Rebecca Black
You go where the wind blows
Destroying everyone in your path
I'm done feeding your ego
Forgetting everything that we had
Funny how history ends in an instant
How something so close can end up so distant
Dancing on the line
Of the great divide
Wash my hands, turn my back
I don't need the memories we had
I'm leaving, you behind
Across the great divide
Good luck when you wake up
And realize all that you lost
Shiny lies are what you're made of
I hope it's worth the price that it cost
Funny how history ends in an instant
How something so close can end up so distant
Dancing on the line
Of the great divide
Wash my hands, turn my back
I don't need the memories we had
I'm leaving, you behind
Across the great divide