Some Kind of Empty

I don't like addictions
But I've got something empty to fill
I've got a full plate
But no appetite
I've got a good man
But a better lover
Now the ants have eaten my food
So what appetite I had cant be fulfilled
And the good man has grown tired of waiting
And my lover.. Well he’s no more
And like I've said
I don't like addictions
But I still have something empty to fill.