'...you don' exactly make a bloke feel wanted, y'know?'

He thinks it's a bit rich asking him not to get pissed off, when she keeps messing him about. Is it any wonder he walks away?

'First you don' fancy me. Then you do, but I can' touch you. Then you're all over me, an' smack me 'round the chops when I hold off. It's not jus' me that needs t'make me mind up. An' not just you that can' win, either.'

He doesn't say it angrily. Just presenting the evidence.

'So if we both jus' wind our necks in, it'll be alright.'

He's pretty sure he doesn't need to wind his neck in. Also, if both of them try it, they're pretty much both going against the grain of their respective personalities. So he hasn't much hope of an easy-going time, but hell, you only live once.