he wasnīt
Avril Lavigne
Thereīs not much going on today
Iīm really bored itīs getting late
What happened to my Saturday
Mondayīs coming the day I hate

Sit on the bed alone
Staring at the phone

He wasnīt what I wanted
What I thought, no
He wouldnīt even up the door
He never made me feel like I was special
He isnīt really what Iīm lookin for

This is where I start to bite my nails
And clean my room when all else fails
I think itīs time for me to bail
This point of view is getting stale


Na, na, na, na, na
We all got choices
Na, na, na, na
We all got voices
Na, na, na, na, na
Stamd up make some noise
Na, na, na, na
Stand up make some noise

Chorus x2

Like I wasnīt special
īCause i was special