Things Have Gone to Pieces

The faucet started leakin' in the kitchen
And today your picture fell down off the wall
The boss man, he 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
'Cept three nickels and a dime
But I'm holding to the pieces of my dream

Somebody put a baseball through my window
And the arm fell off my favorite chair again
The man, he came today
And said he'd haul my things away
If I didn't make my payments by ten

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