I Haven't Got Anything Better to Do

I never loved him, he never reached me

He was just someone, someone I knew

I think about him on alternate Thursdays

When I haven't got anything better to do

He's got a problem if he thinks I need him

I couldn't care less now that we're through

I only sit home and wait for his phone call

When I haven't got anything better to do

Wasn't I awfully smart

Not to fall and break my heart?

And when he kissed me, he never moved me

Nothing fantastic, thrilling or new

So, if I'm crying, I'm only crying

'Cause I haven't got anything better

'Cause I haven't got anything better

'Cause I haven't got anything better to do