The Wrong Bloke

I would have lost myself, it's true And been most miserable and blue If I had tried to stay with you You want something that I can't give And I refuse that way to live To sift myself as through a sieve I cannot be someone I'm not I'm not someone who can be bought You're not the person that I thought. Can't change the essence of my soul And I felt stifled, truth be told When you'd force me into your mold. You really charmed me from the start, But you will never own my heart I think it's best that we both part. I want myself, my freedom back Although a partner I will lack At least, my soul will be intact.