I think my heart must be made of clay
'Cause everyone said it would be broken someday
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, 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, 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
If I should, if I should
If I should, uh if I should