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Letra de He Wasn't (Live Acoustic Version)

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, ateSit on the bed alone Staring at the phoneHe 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 forThis is when I start to bite my nails And clean my room when all else fails I think it's time for me to bail This point of view is getting stale, aleSit on the bed alone Staring at the phoneHe 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 forWe've all got choices We've all got voices Stand up, make some noise Stand up, make some noiseSit on the bed alone Staring at the phoneHe 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 forHe 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 Like I was special, 'cause I was special