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, hate I 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 I 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, we've all got choices Na na na na, we've all got voices Na na na na na, stand up, make some noise Na na na na, stand up, make some noise I 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 Na na na na na