
There's not much going on today
I'm really bored, it's getting late
What happened to my Saturday?
Mondays 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 its 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
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