Second Choice

You light up my phone at a quarter to two
When the one that you wanted stopped answering you
And I used to come running the second you'd ask
Grateful for whatever attention you had

But I did the math on your midnight maybes
Every "come over" that came in too late
I counted the nights I was somebody's almost
And I'm done keeping somebody's seat warm

I'm nobody's second choice
Not the almost, not the maybe, not the voice
You only call on when the good thing says goodbye
I put you first, you left me last in line
So keep it — I'm nobody's second choice

You kept me around but you kept me out of sight
A door you'd unlock on a lonely night
I called it a slow love, told myself it'd grow
But you can't build a home in a maybe-so

So I did the math on your midnight maybes
Every "I miss you" you never did mean
I counted the nights I was somebody's almost
And I finally know what I'm worth to me

It isn't that you're cruel — you just never had to choose
'Cause I made myself so easy to use
But the door swings both ways and I'm walking through
I'd rather stand alone than a runner-up to you

I'm nobody's second choice
Not the almost, not the maybe, not the voice
You only call on when the good thing says goodbye
I put you first, you left me last in line
So keep it — I'm nobody's second choice

No more waiting by the phone
No more second, I'm going home
Not the almost, not the maybe — the one who finally chose
I'm nobody's second choice