Rebecca Naomi Jones - Clubs and Diamonds/Prattle 6 lyrics

[NARRATOR] I mopped his floors The doors were locked Money counted, liquor stopped He finally turned and looked at me And offered his apology Said he was sorry He never loved me I'm not erasable I'm not erasable, I'm not I'm not erasable I felt my fingers curled and round This baseball bat we kept around In cases of emergency And that f** had turned his back on me I swung it once and then once more I heard a crack, he hit the floor I know I should have stopped it then But that bat kept swinging again And again and again and again and again and again He was mine and I was his That's the truth, I swear it is You don't know what you would do Until someone erases you Clubs and diamonds, spades and hearts Three will unfain but played their part He dealt the hand, I played the card Trust no one, stay on guard [SARA] Six AM, the oatmeal's done I get on the computer and pull up the New York Post Unsolved murder at King's club