(She) can keep on walking 'til the day I die

I was a strike, you were a match,
I was just Mike, you were a catch.

I was a plaything, you used me (if just for a while),
I was working class, you were just vile.

I was infatuated, you were overrated,
I dated you - you quietly berated,
I welcomed, your ego overinflated.

I saw the best, you saw a test,
I ate my words, you weren't the best.

I came to your house, you opened the door,
I gave you everything, you expected more.

I was dedicated, you were fabricated,
I Freudian slipped, you decimated.

I felt fantastic, you were materialistic,
I showed compassion, you wanted semi-sadistic.

I had stamina, you just ran,
I was muscular and vain, you wanted a real man.

I looked up, you looked down on me,
I decide myself, your vision's clouded and you don't see.

I admired natures things, you were (always) attached to mummy's apron strings.

I was inspired, you were tired,
I enquired, you conspired.

I work to live, to love and to give, you took a job working for a div.

I suspected, you neglected,
I felt dejected, you pressed eject.

I was nearing love, you were above,
I don't fit in love, you (I thought) were like a glove.

I was empathic, you thought me pathetic,
I have tastes eclectic, your world's just too hectic.

I wrote you some letters and got you in the mood, you lapped them up because they were rude,
I (admit) am chronically lewd, you said that I was merely crude.

I didn't hear you complaining, you were always moaning,
I rarely got any, when I did you were sweating.

I thought I had prospects, you were unjust suspect,
I was apparently too nice, you were cold as ice.

I was too respectful, you wanted Neanderthal,
Now I'm resentful, you are uber dull.

I reminisce for the last time, you are nearly forgotten,
I will recap, in summary you treated me rotten:

I spent, you savoured,
I cooked, you waivered,
I bent you over, your body quivered,
I pleasured, you savoured,
I was a slave to you, money you favoured,
I found that out, you fucked Fat Graham,
I was blind, clarity you gave me,
I wasn't to be, a mess you made of me,
I'm grateful you let me go, without that I'd never have known,
I can feel pain, fortunately I'm not made of stone,
Ruth(less) to me you're dead and gone.