If you and I had any brains, we wouldn't be in this place
Chop me up into pieces if it pleases, if it pleases
Where we met is where you may forget
Even the Museum of Idiots
Please believe me, please believe me
I will be standing around when they burn it down
Every piece of me will say, "I love you, you, you"
Honey, I'm there when you need me
I'll still be right where you left me, if you manage to forget me
And when the chopping is through, every piece will say, "I love you"
Here in the Museum of Idiots
Every piece of me will say, "I love you"
Here in the Museum of Idiots
