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

Halalala 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

Halalala 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

Halalala I don't care

Halalala I don't care

Halalala halalala

Halalala I don't care.

Jubilation, he loves me again [x4]

Jubilation...