You were mathematicalWhen I was off the leashOur interests were inimicalAnd so were our beliefsI hovered around the honey potI couldn’t get enoughBut your juice was always rationedYour love was precious stuffI was over generousAnd spread mine far and wideI was in the wrongThat cannot be deniedIt didn’t last that longWe had a pretty bumpy rideYet when we parted companySomething in me died.