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, even if i should
The sweetest smile that ever did
Melet 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 i should
I think my heart must be made of clay
Cause everyone said it
Would be broken someday
Seems like i've come to that fateful day
So i sit on the floor with my head in hands
With my head in my hands