Things Have Gone to Pieces

Oh, the faucet started drippin' in the kitchen

And last night your picture fell down from the wall

Today the boss said, "Sorry, I can't use you anymore"

And tonight the light bulb went out in the hall

Things have gone to pieces since you left me

Nothing turns out half-right now it seems

There ain't nothing in my pocket but three nickels and a dime

But I'm holding to the pieces of my dream

Somebody threw a baseball through my window

And the arm fell off my favorite drum again

The man he came today,

I'm gon' kill him

And said he'd haul my things away

Things have gone to pieces since you left me

Nothing turns out half-right now it seems

There ain't nothing in my pocket but three nickels and a dime

But I'm holding to the pieces of my dream