Yes! Rejection can be a difficult thing to digest!

She gave it to the boy next door
Me, I went through so much more
Because she, gave it to the boy next door
He was like a toy, that she really did adore
Me I’d watch them be,
Poor me
I’m just so happy you see
That she,
Gave it to the boy next door

I’d walk with her every morning
And then all those moments on summer noon’s
I watched our years take they’re time
As I danced around her many moon’s
I’d toss and turn, long and yearn
To hold her close at hand
Explain my pain
This driven train
But would she understand

I watched her run
I watched her grow
I watched her come
And I watched her go

O, so, I’m just so happy you know

Because she, she gave it to the boy next door
Me, I’ve seen so much more
He, he’s the toy the one she really did adore
We,
Well We, We don’t know what were waiting for

I ran through these words with a rockabilly tune in my head!
Rejection in overdrive twang!

Most definitely !     That's exactly how it sounds !

Rejection with a pinch of salt !!

salt is great on the rim of a marguerita - the bevvie of the rejected!

I like the lyrics, I'd like to hear them with the tunage you have in mind.