Miss X, an Ex-Lover

Miss X is now just an ex-lover
As time goes by it gets harder to remember why we split
As I recall the reasons were all small and stupid:
Miss X was doing horse
Miss X wore shiny platform trainers
Miss X more or less moved into my house when I was working on getting famous
Miss X gave me chlamydia then, when I’d been told by the doctor
Not to have sex for three weeks, put pressure on me to fuck her
Miss X, lying beside me when Diana died, couldn’t give a shit
Miss X started calling me 'cold fish', 'plank' and 'Mr Limp Dick'
Sex with Japanese pleased me more, I found them less voracious
Miss X meanwhile was fucking her way to the top, working on getting famous
The great love of Miss X’s life came back to town, she started to stalk him
There were other reasons I left Miss X, but I’ve forgotten
Miss X is now just an ex-lover
As time goes by it gets harder to remember why we split
As I recall the reasons were all small and stupid
I miss her