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