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
Chorus: 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 fav'rite chair, again The man called me today and said, "He'd haul my things away If I didn't get my payments made by ten."
Chorus: 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...