Sweetest Smile

Black

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 

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,
If I should