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.
with my head in my hands......