You still cross my mind from time lo lime. And I mostly smile.
Still so set on finding out where we went wrong and why
So I retrace our every step with an unsure pen,
trying to figure out what my head thinks,
but my head just ain’t what it used to be.
And then again, what’s the point anyway?
whatever it is that helped britney survive 2007 we all need in 2016
now’s our chance
