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