Things Have Gone to Pieces
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 [4] 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 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
Autor(es): LEON PAYNE
