So Much Wine - Andrew Bird

I had nothing to say on Christmas day

When you threw all your clothes in the snow

When you burnt your hair, and you knocked over chairs

I just tried to stay out of your way

But when you fell asleep

With blood on your teeth, I just got in my car and drove away

Listen to me, butterfly

There’s only so much wine

That you can drink one life

But it will never be enough

To save you from the bottom of your glass

Where the state highway starts, I stop my car

I get out, to stare up at the stars

And as meteors die

And shout across the sky

I just stop about your setting shining eyes

And I went back for my clothes, when the sun finally rose

Oh, You were still passed out on the floor

Listen to me, butterfly

There’s only so much wine

That you can drink one life

But it will never be enough

To save you from the bottom of your glass