I sit on my 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, uh-uh

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, a-a-a-ale

I sit on my 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, uh-uh

uh-uh-uh uh-uh uh
uh-uh uh-uh-uh uh-uh-uh

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 sit on my 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

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-uh

uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh

na-na-na-na-na