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Ashlee Simpson

Little Miss Obsessive

 

Little Miss Obsessive

(álbum: Bittersweet World - 2008)


Woah, woah, woah (that side of your bed is still mine) [x2]

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.

Woah, woah, woah (that side of your bed is still mine) [x2]

I've never been a fan of long good-byes.
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, 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, Aim 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.

Little miss, little miss, little miss, little miss obsessive. [x2]

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

Woah, woah, woah (that side of your bed is still mine) [x2]

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