Museum of Broken Hearts

They'll cast you out of marble
 They'll cast you out of bronze
 They'll make a broken heart as good as new
 Some of them are permanent
 Some have come and gone
 Some are just too delicate to move
 In the museum
 The museum of broken hearts
 In the museum
 Yeah The museum of broken hearts
 There's a caveman, a soccer mom,
 a prison guard, a whore
 There's a virgin bride on her wedding day
 Anyone who's lost and loved
 Is welcome at the door
 Nobody is ever turned away
 From the museum
 Ah, The museum of broken hearts
 The museum
 The museum of broken hearts
 Solo
 And if you get a little lonely
 You'll always find a crowd
 There's people lined up halfway down the street
 The queen of hearts is cryin'
 Even though she's made of stone
 Her curator leans down to wash her feet
 In the museum
 In, the museum of broken hearts
 The museum
 In the museum of broken hearts
 broken hearts
 In the museum of broken hearts
 broken hearts
 In the museum of broken hearts
 broken hearts
 In the museum of broken hearts
 broken hearts