Things Have Gone to Pieces
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
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 dime
But I'm holding to the pieces of my dream
Somebody threw a baseball through my window
And the arm fell off my fav'rite chair again
The man called me today and aaid he'd haul my things away
If I didn't get my payments made by ten
Chorus
by: José Duarte