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)