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)