Chuck Prophet - Museum Of Broken Hearts lyrics

They'll cast you out of marble, they'll cast you out of bronze They'll make a broken heart look 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, the Museum of Broken Hearts There's a caveman, a soccer mom, a prison guard, a who*e There's a virgin bride on her wedding day Anyone who's lost in love is welcome at the door Nobody is ever turned away From the museum, the Museum of Broken Hearts The museum, the Museum of Broken Hearts 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 crying even though she's made of stone The curator leans down to wash her feet In the museum, in the Museum of Broken Hearts The museum, in the Museum of Broken Hearts In the Museum of Broken Hearts