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Everytime you go away
it actually kinda makes my day
everytime you leave you slam the door
you pick your words so carefully
you hate to think your hurting me
you leave me laughing on the floor cuz
I don\'t give it up
I don\'t give a damn
what you say about that
you know I don\'t give it up
I don\'t give a damn
what you say about that
you know i\'m not gonna cry
about some stupid guy
a guy who thinks hes all that
I thought we were just hanging out
so why\'d you kiss me on the mouth
you thought the way you\'d taste would get me high
you went to all your friends to brag
guys are always such a drag
don\'t you know the reason that I kissed ya was to say goodbye cuz
(repeat chorus)
Under My Skin (2004)
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.
I'll sit on my 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 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.
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.
Like I was special, cuz I was special.
Na na na na na.
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 where 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, 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.
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.
Like I was special, cuz I was special.
Na na na na na.
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| Emotions analysis of lyrics... | like 10, alone 6, hate 3, bored 2, hurting 1,
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