Avril Lavigne He Wasn't Lyrics

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

Sit On The Bed Alone
Staring At The Phone

He 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 For

This 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

Sit On The Bed Alone
Staring At The Phone

He 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 For

Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
We've All Got Choices
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
We've All Got Voices

Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
Stand Up Make
Some Noise
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
Stand Up Make
Some Noise

Sit On The Bed Alone
Staring At The Phone

He 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 For

He 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 For.
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El No Era
Avril Lavigne

No Tengo Muchas
Cosas Que Hacer Hoy
Estoy Realmente Aburrida
Se Hace Tarde

¿Qué Le Pasó
A Mi Sábado?
El Lunes Ya Viene
El Día Que Odio

Sentada En La Cama Sola
Mirando El Teléfono

El No Era
Lo Que Yo Quería
Lo Que Pensé
No

El Ni Siquiera
Me Abría La Puerta
Nunca Me Hizo Sentir
Que Era Especial

El No Es Realmente
Lo Que Estoy Buscando

Ahí Es Donde Empiezo
A Morderme Las Uñas
Y Limpio Mi Cuarto
Cuando Todo Lo Demás Falla

Creo Que Es Mi Momento
De Mandarte A Volar
Este Punto De Vista
Que Se Está Haciendo Viejo

Sentada En La Cama Sola
Mirando El Teléfono

El No Era
Lo Que Yo Quería
Lo Que Pensé
No

El Ni Siquiera
Me Abría La Puerta
Nunca Me Hizo Sentir
Que Era Especial
El No Es Realmente
Lo Que Estoy Buscando

Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
Todos Tenemos Opciones
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
Todos Tenemos Voces

Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
Me Levantare
Y Hare Algo De Ruido
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
Me Levantare
Y Hare Algo De Ruido

Sentada En La Cama Sola
Mirando El Teléfono

El No Era
Lo Que Yo Quería
Lo Que Pensé
No

El Ni Siquiera
Me Abría La Puerta
Nunca Me Hizo Sentir
Que Era Especial
El No Es Realmente
Lo Que Estoy Buscando.

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