There's not much going on today.
I'm really bored, it's getting late.
What happened to my Saturday?
Monday's coming, the day I hate.
I'll sit on my bed alone
Staring at the phone
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn't really what I'm looking for.
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This is when I start to bite my nails.
And clean my room when all else fails
I think it's time for me to bail.
This point of view is getting stale.
Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn't really what I'm looking for.
Na na na na na na, we've all got choices.
Na na na na, we've all got voices.
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Na na na na na, stand up make some noise.
Na na na na, stand up make some noise.
Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn't really what I'm looking for.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
Like I was special, cuz I was special.
Na na na na na.
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