Oh, the faucet
Started dripping
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 lightbulb 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
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