[Verse 1]
Hang the works of you on the wall as you go
And I will carry them with me forever to show
The ways in which you changed me
The ways in which you shaped me
Here your painting
Will forever be remaining
[Chorus]
My heart is a museum of everyone I’ve loved
Each work of art, a memory
Of those that I held close to me
Forever in the gallery
Hold them near, the souvenirs
As keepsakes from those who are
No longer with me
[Verse 2]
Sometimes I wish I could wipe the canvas clean
But what if I erase everything?
If I could just forget the pain
And let the love remain
Then I would scratch and scrape
Scrape away the paint scrape away the paint
[Chorus]
My heart is a museum of everyone I’ve loved
Each work of art, a memory
Of those that I held close to me
Forever in the gallery
I’ll hold them near, the souvenirs
As keepsakes from those
No longer with me
[Outro]
I stand beneath each person's frame
I wonder if they do the same
Did they choose to scratch and scrape?
Or did they choose to let me stay?
I stand beneath each person's frame
I wonder if they do the same
Did they choose to scratch and scrape?
Or did they choose to let me stay?