Robert Pollard - The Brides Have Hit Gla** lyrics

I don't come around Never call or let her know I got a life of my own You know I hate to be around her When she's like that I wrote a song once about her Called "The Brides Have Hit Gla**" You know it just won't last To be on top of your own world With no guardrails to cling to You fall so very fast It's very odd to find her up again Staking out expansion Seeking new exposure And when she holds out an empty gla** And she comes for a handout I ask for the same thing-it's sad And I hold on so sure I can take all she can Just to be around her Just to feel bad One day I will know That's it's a waste of time And there's a better road ahead of me I just don't know how to make it there So I'll just hang around and take my chance Once again I'll roll the dice And try to hang on to my shrinking paradise And I'll hold out an empty gla** And I'll come for a handout And I'll ask for the same thing-it's sad And I'll hold on so confident That's it all I can give To try to find my way back Just to hit gla**