Things Have Gone to Pieces - Charley Crockett

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