There’s not much going on today

I’m realy bored,It’s getting late

What happened to much my Saturday?

Monday’s coming, the day I late

Chorus:

Sit on the bed alone,starting 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

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

Chorus!

Na na.na na , we’ve all got coises

Na na,na na, we’ve all got voices

Na na,na na,stand up make some noices

Na na,na na, stand up make some noices

Chorus!

He wasn’t what I wanted what I thuoght no.

He wouldn’t even open up the door,.

He never made me feel like I was special

Like I special,cuz I was special.

Na na,na na na