I think my heart must be made of clay,

'Cause everyone said it would be broken some day,

And now I've come to that fateful day,

So I sit on the floor with my head in my hands,



And don't tell me how to make it pay,

I write a new song every day,

I just wish I was made of wood,

I might not feel pain, even if I should,



CHORUS:

Even if I should,

If I should



The sweetest smile that ever did.

Melt the pats in the butter dish.

And if you could have believed in me.

I swear to God I'd have made damn sure.



Our hearts were warm,

And glad with wine.

I'd keep the doors locked all the time.

I just wish I was made of wood.

You might not seem glad.

Even if you should.



CHORUS:

Even if you should

If you should

If you should

If you should



I think my heart must be made of clay.

'Cause everyone said it would be broken someday.

Seems like I have come to that fateful day.

So I sit on the floor with my head in my hands

With my head in my hands.



CHORUS (Repeat)