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 moveIn the museum, the Museum of Broken Hearts
In the museum, the Museum of Broken HeartsThere's a caveman, a soccer mom, a prison guard, a whore
There's a virgin bride on her wedding day
Anyone who's lost in love is welcome at the door
Nobody is ever turned awayFrom the museum, the Museum of Broken Hearts
The museum, the Museum of Broken HeartsAnd 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 feetIn the museum, in the Museum of Broken Hearts
The museum, in the Museum of Broken Hearts
In the Museum of Broken Hearts
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