Intro:   A   B   E (x4)

             A      B        E              A      B     E  
Slaughtered, gutted and heartbroken with no spirit or no soul
    A       B         E               A       B         E
My emotions have been stolen love has left me with this hole
       A         B         E           A7      G#7   C#m  
Now my heart's a deep dark cavern emptiness is all I feel
        A       B        E              A     B     E
I'm the pig she tried to fatten and now all I do is squeal
    B      A        E                      B    A       E
But things could be worse; things could be very bad for me
    B     A      E                    A          B    E   
And oh my dear I find myself a stitch short of a tapestry

A   B   E (x2)

         A      B        E                     A     B         E  
Patients on the verge of breaking, I'm kicking cans around the street
       A        B      E               A      B      E
Like a bad cold I need shaking, like a fool I had to cheat
       A      B      E           A7       G#7     C#m
But to me she was an angel and I went and let her down
      A        B      E              A         B        E
The attraction was so fatal that she kicked me from her cloud
    B      A        E                      B    A       E
But things could be worse; things could be very bad for me
    B     A      E                    A          B    E   
And oh my dear I find myself a stitch short of a tapestry

A   B   E (x8)
      
    A         B         E                A      B       E
The light was on in her window I saw her shadow moving around
  A        B        E               A        B          E
I tried to stand on tip toes hoping that she might look down
  A         B      E              A7     G#7   C#m
I wanted so bad to call her but I had to walk away
             A      B        E              A       B        E
Slaughtered, gutted and heartbroken another diamond down the drain
    B      A        E                      B    A       E
But things could be worse; things could be very bad for me
    B     A      E                    A          B    E   
And oh my dear I find myself a stitch short of a tapestry
B      A        E                      B    A       E
Things could be worse; things could be very bad for me
    B     A      E                    A          B    E   
And oh my dear I find myself a stitch short of a tapestry