another quick one in between: second choice

I wonder how come that I haven't written this years ago. The title has been in my mind since ages. I wrote it over lunch, checking my Penguin Rhyming dictionary only once (deciding against "dust" - there would have been no useful phrases as it normally stands for 'dying' which would have been too drastic - and for "trust").

Chorus - I wrote this first, as I often do:

no, Babe, I'm not your second choice
you will have to look someplace else
there's about a million other boys
but I won't be your
second choice

First verse:

now he has left you standing in the rain
so you're kind of feeling all alone
and you've decided coming up to me
suggesting that we get it on

I'm not THAT happy with "get it on", maybe I'll replace it sometime. Yet, then again, I might as well leave it in since it describes 'her' character quite well.

Second verse:

when year's ago I dreamed of you
you chose playing 'hard to get'
you messed around with other guys
I had to accept that that was that

Bridge:

still, I waver between pride and longing
still, I'm torn between hurt and lust
still, I waver between pride and longing
but then, I know that there would be no trust