He Wasnt
Theres not much going on today.
Im really bored, its getting late.
What happened to my Saturday?
Mondays coming, the day I hate.
Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.
He wasnt what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldnt even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isnt really what Im looking for.
This is where 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.
Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.
He wasnt what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldnt even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isnt really what Im looking for.
Na na na na na, weve all got choices.
Na na na na, weve all got voices.
Na na na na na, stand up make some noise.
Na na na na, stand