Tekster: Ashlee Simpson. Little Miss Obessive.

Woah, woah, woah (and some of you better steal mine)
Woah, woah, woah (and some of you better steal 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.

Woah, woah, woah (and some of you better steal mine)
Woah, woah, woah (and some of you better steal mine)

I never been a fan of long goodbye's
I'm at the finishing line 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 I 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, so 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.

Woah, woah, woah (and some of you better steal mine)
Woah, woah, woah (and some of you better steal mine)