Things Have Gone to Pieces

Oh the faucet started dripping in the kitchen

Last night your picture fell down from the wall

And today the boss said "sorry son I can't use you anymore"

And tonight the light bulb went out down the hall

Oh, things have gone to pieces since you left me

Nothing turns out half right, now it seems

There ain't nothin' in my pocket, but three nickels and a dime

And I'm holding to the pieces of my dreams

Somebody threw a baseball through my window

And the arm fell off my favourite chair today

Oh the man he came today, said he'd haul all my things away

If I didn't get my payments made by ten

Things have gone to pieces since you left me

Now nothin' turns out half right, now it seems

There ain't nothin' in my pocket but three nickels and a dime

And I'm holding to the pieces of my dreams