There's not much going on today
I'm really bored, it's getting late
What happened to my Saturday (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 that door
He never made me feel like I was special
He isn't really what I'm looking for

Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

This is where 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 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 that door
He never made me feel like I was special
He isn't really what I'm looking for

Hey, hey
Hey, hey

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 that 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 that door
He never made me feel like I was special
Like I was special, coz I was special

Na na na na na