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
Chorus:
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 (Time to bail)
This point of view
is gettin' stale
I'll sit on my bed
alone (Bed alone)
Starin' at the phone
(At the phone)
chorus
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'll sit on my bed alone
Starin' at the phone
chorus (x2)