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 Chorus 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 it's time for me to bail This point of view is getting stale Chorus Uh ah uh uh uh ah uh ah Uh ah uh uh uh ah uh ah 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 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 like I was special cuz I was special Uh ah uh uh uh ah uh ah Uh ah uh uh uh ah uh ah Na na na na na
