The Museum Of Broken Relationships

Veruca Salt

In the garden of rejection
The broken people go
There's a hook where you can hang your heart
Frame it on the wall and let it go
Ha la la la let it go
Ha lala la let it go

Exhibition is of the essence
It's what we come here for
Put the relics of your lost love
On display and lock the door
Ha la la la lock the door

Snake
Always kissing her and this and that
Snake
Going underground to skin the cat
Snake
Always sneaking out and creeping back
Snake
I set the trap

He's a cheater, a bottom feeder
In this box, a lock of his hair
Jubilation, he loves me again
Ha la la la I don't care
Ha la la la I don't care
Ha la la la ha la la la
Ha la la la I don't care!

Jubilation, he loves me again
Jubilation, he loves me again
Jubilation, he loves me again
Jubilation, he loves me again

Jubilation (ha la la la ha la la la)
Jubilation (ha la la la ha la la la)
Jubilation (ha la la la ha la la la)

Jubilation, he loves me again

Written by: Louise Post / Nina Gordon
Sent by lia. Revised by lia.
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