Made of Wood
you're standing by the window
Like you're looking for something
there's people coming over
They storm across the lawn
They're asking me my name
And I can't figure out the tune
Your eyes are rolling backwards
As the song starts breaking through
A hand upon my shoulder
it's tearing me away
Just a Sunday afternoon
Another Sunday afternoon
Believe me, if I could do this better I would
Believe me, it wouldn't make any difference if I could
I'm hopeless, I'm obsessed, I'm made of wood
Dark shadows move around your room
Thunder claps against the ceiling mutsmutts start howling at the moon
A key twists in the doorknob then a look lands on your face
This is happening too soon
As the teeth of your family bare
Good people don't do nothing but there's something in their stare
I only wanna love you if you just give me a chance
I can get us out of here
I can get us out of here
Believe me, if I could do this better I would
Believe me, it wouldn't make any difference if I could
I'm hopeless, I'm obsessed, I'm made of wood
I'm hopeless, I'm obsessed, I'm made of wood