So Much Wine, Merry Christmas

(альбом: Things Are Really Great Here, Sort Of... - 2014)

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