Little Miss Obsessive - Ashlee Simpson

Am I the reason why you tossed and turned last night?

Everything’s such a blur, it didn’t come out right

All of the sudden it’s cold and we’re falling apart

No, this can’t be, please don’t leave me alone in the dark

And I guess we’re really over, so come over, I’m not over it

And I guess we’re really over, so come over, I’m not over it

Late night you make me feel like I’m desperate, I’m not desperate

Oh, a little bit possessive, little miss obsessive, can’t get over it

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh (That side of your bed is still mine)

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh (That side of your bed is still mine)

I’ve never been a fan of long goodbyes

I’m at the finish line and you’re just way too far behind

In the morning, I got in a fight with myself

I got the bruises to prove it

Then I swallowed your words and spit them right back out

And I guess we’re really over (Over), so come over, I’m not over it

And I guess we’re really over (Over), so come over, I’m not over it

Late night you make me feel like I’m desperate, I’m not desperate

Oh, a little bit possessive, little miss obsessive, can’t get over it, no

It’s like a fairy tale without a happy ending (Happy ending)

But then again, maybe we are just pretending

Why does it have to be so unfair?

Tell me that you care

And I guess we’re really over, but come over, I’m not over it

And I guess we’re really over, so come over, I’m not over it, oh

(Whoa, whoa, whoa)

Little miss, little miss, little miss, little miss obsessive

(Whoa, whoa, whoa)

Little miss, little miss, little miss, little miss obsessive

Late night you make me feel like I’m desperate, I’m not desperate

Oh, a little bit possessive, little miss obsessive, can’t get over it, no

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh (That side of your bed is still mine)

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh (That side of your bed is still mine)