(Woah)
Now it's like a fairy tale without a happy ending
Like I'm desperate, I'm not desperate
Woah, woah, woah
So come over, I'm not over it
Late night you make me feel
Woah, woah, woah
I got in the fight with myself, I got the bruises to prove it
(That side of your bed is still mine)
Why does it have to be so unfair?
(That side of your bed is still mine)
And you're just way too far behind in the morning
Little miss obsessive, can't get over it
Little miss
Tell me that you care
And I guess, we're really over
Little miss obsessive
Then I swallowed your words and I spit them right back out
So come over, I'm not over it
Late night you make me feel
(That side of your bed is still mine)
And I guess we're really over
So come over, I'm not over it
Like I'm desperate, I'm not desperate
(Woah)
So come over, I'm not over it
(Woah)
A little bit possessive
Little miss
I never been a fan of long goodbye's, I'm at the finishing line
Little miss obsessive, can't get over it
Little miss
But then again maybe we are just pretending
(That side of your bed is still mine)
Woah, woah
So come over, I'm not over it
No this can't be please don't leave me alone in the dark
Little miss
Little miss obsessive
(Woah)
Little miss
And I guess we're really over
So come over, I'm not over it
All of a sudden it's cold and we're falling apart
A little bit possessive
Everything is such a blur, it didn't come out right
Woah, woah
A little bit possessive
And I guess we're really over
Late night you make me feel
(Woah)
Am I the reason why you tossed and turned last night?
Woah, woah, woah
Little miss obsessive, can't get over it
(Woah)
And I guess we're really over
And I guess we're really over
Like I'm desperate, I'm not desperate
Little miss