Loss, Strain Butterflies Lyrics - Matchbox 20

He got bad when she got mad 

He lowered it one more time and she got even 

No one heard a single word 

But as the clock ticked from next door I could hear her breathing 

I said "good morning mr. sun, now I would like you to meet my friend mr. bomb 

(he has a house made out of butterflies)" 

Well I can't sleep sometimes but I've been told 

It's a lonely condition called growing old. 

Let me stumble sometimes... 

I'm looking for someone to cling to, yeah... 

So what you think about that? 

This time, well it all comes down 

To loss and strain and butterflies, 

And then it comes right down to me. 

Hello, have you been alright? 

Did you find a piece of something 

Wrapped around the light side of your life 

To make you feel better? 

Did you get out with your sanity? 

Did you save a little something for the people in need? 

Did you know with the rain in your pockets, you can change the weather? 

I'm looking for something to cling to, yeah 

Girl, what you think about that? 

Well this time, yeah it all comes down 

To loss and strain and butterflies 

Then it comes right down to me. 

Well this time, this time, yeah it all comes down 

To loss and strain and butterflies. 

Hey yeah yeah, come on down to me...