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He wasn't what I wanted, what I've got, 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.
Hey hey hey hey hey hey

This is when I start to bite my nails
You're in my room and all else fails
I think it's time for me to bail
This point of view is getting stale

Sit on the bed alone
Staring at the phone.

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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.
Sit on the bed alone
Staring at the phone.

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