Little Miss Obsessive

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.

I hate that I can't get over things.
I hate that I obsess.
I hate that I worry so much. even when people tell me not to.
I hate that I don't believe it when people tell me we're fine.

I don't even want to do this, because there's so many things about myself that I hate. I could go on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and...well, you get the picture.

I feel like crap because it's 2 o'clock in the morning. So. I'm going to bed. <3