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
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
'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
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
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