There’s not much goin’ on today
I’m really bored, it’s gettin’ late
What happened to my Saturday? (Saturday)
Monday’s comin’, the day I hate

I’ll sit on my bed alone (Bed alone)
Starin’ 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 lookin’ for

(Hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey)

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 (Time to bail)
This point of view is gettin’ stale

I’ll sit on my bed alone (Bed alone)
Starin’ at the phone (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 lookin’ for

Uh-uh (Hey, hey)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-uh (Hey, hey)
Uh-uh (Hey, hey)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-uh (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

I’ll sit on my bed alone
Starin’ 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 lookin’ 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

Uh-uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-uh

Na, na, na-na-na

Composição: Chantal Kreviazuk & Avril Lavigne