Compositor: Ashlee Simpson / Jim Beanz / Karl Berringer / Victor Valentine
Whoa, whoa, whoa
(That side of your bed is still mine)
Whoa, whoa, whoa
(That side of your bed is still mine)
Am I the reason why
You toss and turn last night?
Everything was such a lie
It didn't come out right
All of a sudden it's cold and I'm falling apart
No, this can't be
Please, don't leave me alone in the dark
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
Late at night you made me feel like I'm desperate
I'm not desperate, oh
A little bit possessive
Little Miss Obsessive
Can't get over it
Whoa, whoa, whoa
(That side of your bed is still mine)
Whoa, whoa, whoa
(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 and I 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)
But, come over, I'm not over it
And I guess we're really over, (over)
So come over, I'm not over it (over it)
Late at night you made me feel like I'm desperate
I'm not desperate, oh
A little bit possessive
Little Miss Obsessive
Can't get over it now
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, a little miss
Little miss obsessive
Little miss, a little miss
Little miss, a little miss
Little Miss Obsessive
Late night you made me feel like I'm desperate
I'm not desperate, oh
A little bit possessive
Little Miss Obsessive
Can't get over it now
Whoa, whoa, whoa
(That side of your bed is still mine)
Whoa, whoa, whoa
(That side of your bed is still mine).