D C There's not much going on today. D C I'm really bored, it's getting late. D C What happened to my Saturday? D F Em Monday's coming, the day I hate. Chorus: F Em F Em Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone. D He wasn't what I wanted, what I've got, no. G/D He wouldn't even open up the door. D He never made me feel like I was special. G/D He isn't really what I'm looking for. D C D D C This is where I start to bite my nails. D C And clean my room when all else fails. D C I think it's time for me to bail. D F Em This point of view is getting stale. Chorus D C D Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh ...... C Em D Na na na na na na, we've all got choices. C Em D Na na na na, we've all got voices. C Em D Na na na na na, stand up make some noise. C Em D Na na na na, stand up make some noise. Chorus F Em F Em Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone. D He wasn't what I wanted, what I've got, no. G/D He wouldn't even open up the door. D He never made me feel like I was special. G/D Like I was special, cuz I was special. D C D Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh ...... C Em D Na na na na na.
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