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 just then 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 noithing in my pocket but three nickels and a dime

But I'm holding to the pieces of my dream

Things have gone to pieces...