Introdução: D5 C5
D5 C5 D5 C5
There's not much going on today. I'm really bored, it's getting late.
D5 C5 D5 C5 B5
What happened to my Saturday. Monday's coming, the day I hate, hate.
F Em F Em D
I'll sit on my bed alone, Staring at the phone. He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought no.
G D
He wouldn't even open up the door. He never made me feel like I was special.
G D C5
He isn't really what I'm looking for. Uh uh. This is when I start to bite my nails.
D5 C5 D5 C5
And clean my room when all else fails. I think it's time for me to bail.
D5 C5 B5 F Em F Em
This point of view is getting staale. I Sit on my bed alone, staring at the phone.
D G
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought no. He wouldn't even open up the door.
D G
He never made me feel like I was special. He isn't really what I'm looking for.
C Em D G D C Em D G D C
Na na na na na, we've all got choices. Na na na na, we've all got voices.
Em D G D C Em D G D C
Na na na na na, stand up make some noise. Na na na na, stand up make some noise.
F Em F Em D
I Sit on my bed alone, staring at the phone. He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought no.
G D
He wouldn't even open up the door. He never made me feel like I was special.
G D
He isn't really what I'm looking for. He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought no.
G D
He wouldn't even open up the door. He never made me feel like I was special.
G
Like I was special, cuz I was special.
E G E G C Em D
Uh uh, uh uh uh uh uh uh . Uh uh, uh uh uh uh uh uh. Na na na na na.