There's not much going on today
I'm really bored it's getting late
What happened to my Saturday [bad word] 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

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 bell
This point of view is getting stale

We've all got choices
We've all got voices
Stand up make some noise
Stand up make some noise

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

Like I was special
'Cause I was special