First poem in years...

[dukealien]

I'll
never ever be
a regular guy.

I'll never ever e-
ven give it a try.

I'll ever cleverly
deny the lie.

But

I'll never,
ever be
a regular,
guy.

Seriously, though, this is quite an exact minimalist form, though I can't put my finger on the name for it.  A rhyme, B rhyme, and a tightly modified refrain.  The key is that the last stanza is a refrain rather than a repetition.  Implying that it goes on and on.  Staking out "a regular" on the second to last line suggests "a regular," that is, the guy who's always at the same table down the pub every night.  And never with the same girl... or any.