e'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, ate 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

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, ate 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 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, ale 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 We've all got choices We've all got voices Stand up, make some noise 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, 'cause I was special