Slaughtered Gutted and Heartbroken

Slaughtered gutted and heartbroken With no spirit or no soul My emotions have been stolen Love has left me with this hole Now my heart's a deep dark cavern Emptiness is all I feel I'm the pig she tried to fatten And now all I do is squeal But things could be worse Things could be very bad for me Oh my dear I find myself A stitch short of a tapestry Patience on the verge of breakin' I'm kicking cans around the street Like a bad cold I need shakin' Like a fool I had to cheat But to me she was an angel And I went and let her down The reaction was so fatal That she kicked me from her cloud But things could be worse Things could be very bad for me Oh my dear I find myself A stitch short of a tapestry The light was on there in her window I saw her shadow movin' around I tried to stand on tip toes Hopin' that she might look down I wanted so bad to call her But I had to walk away Slaughtered, gutted and heartbroken Another diamond down the drain But things could be worse Things could be very bad for me Oh my dear I find myself A stitch short of a tapestry But things could be worse Things could be very bad for me Oh my dear I find myself A stitch short of a tapestry