Woah, woah, woah (The side of your bed is still mine)  Woah, woah, woah

 (The side of your bed is still mine) 

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

 Everything is such a blur, it didn't come out right  

All of a 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  

A little bit possessive, little miss obsessive, can't get over it.  

I never been a fan of long goodbyes 

 I'm at the finishline and you're just way too far behind 

 In the morning, I got in the 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, 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

  A little bit possessive, little miss obsessive, can't get over it. 

  Now, it's like a fairy tale without a 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.  

 Little miss (woah), little miss (woah), little miss (woah), little miss obsessive

  Little miss (woah), little miss (woah), little miss (woah), little miss obsessive  

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

 A little bit possessive, little miss obsessive, can't get over it.