I had nothing to say on Christmas Day When you threw all your clothes on the floor When you burned your hair and you knocked over chairs I tried to stay out of your way When you fell asleep With blood on your teeth I just got into my car and drove away Listen to me, butterfly You know there's only so much wine That you can drink in one life But it will never be enough To save you from the bottom of your glass ♪ Where the stand highway starts, I stopped my car I get out to stare up at the stars And as meteors died and shot across the sky Just thought about your sad shining eyes But when I went back for my clothes When the sun finally rose Oh, and you were still passed out on the floor Listen to me, butterfly, no You know there's only so much wine That you can drink in one life But it will never be enough To save you from the bottom of your glass