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, -ate
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 ...