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
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
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Writer(s): Glenn Martin Tilbrook, Christopher Henry Difford
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