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