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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.
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.
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.
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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