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D5 C5
E|-------------------------------|---------------------------------|
B|-------------------------------|---------------------------------|
G|--7-----7(x3)--7-7-----7(x3)--5|--5-----5(x3)--5-5-----5(x3)--7--|
D|--7p5h7-7(x3)--7-7p5h7-7(x3)--5|--5p3h5-5(x3)--5-5p3h5-5(x3)--7--|
A|--5-----5(x3)--5-5-----5(x3)--3|--3-----3(x3)--3-3-----3(x3)--5--|
E|-------------------------------|---------------------------------|
D5 C5
There's not much going on today
D5 C5
I'm really bored, it's getting late
D5 C5
What happened to my Saturday?
D5 F Em
Monday's coming, the day I hate
[Refrão]
F Em F Em
I'll sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone
D
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thougt, no
G/D
He wouldn't even open up the door
D
He never made me feel like I was special
G/D
He isn't really what I'm looking for
D C D
D5 C5
E|-------------------------------|---------------------------------|
B|-------------------------------|---------------------------------|
G|--7-----7(x3)--7-7-----7(x3)--5|--5-----5(x3)--5-5-----5(x3)--7--|
D|--7p5h7-7(x3)--7-7p5h7-7(x3)--5|--5p3h5-5(x3)--5-5p3h5-5(x3)--7--|
A|--5-----5(x3)--5-5-----5(x3)--3|--3-----3(x3)--3-3-----3(x3)--5--|
E|-------------------------------|---------------------------------|
C5
This is when I start to bite my nails
D5 C5
And clean my room when all else fails
D5 C5
I think it's time for me to bail
D5 F Em
This point of view is getting stale
[Refrão]
F Em F Em
I'll sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone
D
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thougt, no
G/D
He wouldn't even open up the door
D
He never made me feel like I was special
G/D
He isn't really what I'm looking for
D C D
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
C Em D G F#m
Na na na na na na, we've all got choices
C Em D G F#m
Na na na na, we've all got voices
C Em D G F#m
Na na na na na, stand up make some noise
C Em D G F#m
Na na na na, stand up make some noise
[Refrão]
F Em F Em
I'll sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone
D
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thougt, no
G/D
He wouldn't even open up the door
D
He never made me feel like I was special
G/D
He isn't really what I'm looking for
D
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thougt, no
G/D
He wouldn't even open up the door
D
He never made me feel like I was special
G/D
Like I was special, 'cause I was special
D C D
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
C Em D
Na na na na na
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