If even her said yes with this hairy boyband singer stunt, I don't know if I can use her.
I hope she goes back to her ballsy self and get a new brain that fits with her current position in society. Actually sick of the fame-hungry part of her.
I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile
So good to me, so right
And how you held me in your arms that September night
The first time you ever saw me cry Maybe this is wishful thinking
Probably mindless dreaming
But if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right
I'd go back in time and change it, but I can't
So if the chain is on your door, I understand
