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