Pockets Empty from Beautiful Thing by Peach & Quiet

Oh I was a fool I gave it all away I bet all of my money
On the wrong horse in the race
After the lies and cheatin, after the foolish games
I stand with my pockets empty, I hang my head today

Why couldn’t I see it, he was clearly not my kind
But I wanted to believe it
And now I’m a woman with an empty house
no honey and a big black eye

He’d toss me a casual smile
On those days he was being nice
But when the dark clouds blew over
You’d see the change in his eyes

Man, I knew I was hungry
And I gorged on the scraps of his time
But I called the cops and they took him away
‘Cuz this time he crossed the line

Why couldn't I see it
I was blind to all the signs
I didn't want to believe it
So now I’m the woman with the empty house
no honey and a big black eye

Before I know he was coming
He bore down on me in his pain
And I stand with the print of his ring
On the left side of my face

My body aches all over
My head is a ringing bell
And I lie with my bed empty
Alone is its own kind of hell

Nobody could see it
He was such a perfect guy nobody would believe it
But now I’m that woman with an empty house
no honey and a big black eye

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