And you don't talk to anyone, and you won't look at anyone but her

And I don't think she's listening, I doubt she remembers your name

And you say, when will she notice me?

And you feel like you're gonna break

And you say, when will she notice me?

And it feels like a hand grenade

Man I'll never understand, everyone's living in the past

Instead of forgetting her, you're always kissing her ass

And you say, when will she notice me?

And you feel like you're gonna break

And you say, when will she notice me?

And it feels like a hand grenade

I know that there's not much to say, so I'll look stupid anyway

And you don't talk to anyone, and you won't look at anyone but her

And I don't think she's listening, but you still play that game

But I think the best way of moving on is to attack

'Cause she's just a hand grenade

So pull out the pin and throw it back

And you say, when will she notice me?

And you feel like you're gonna break

And you say, when will she notice me?

And it feels like a hand grenade

Like a hand grenade

I know that there's not much to say, so I'll look stupid anyway

Like a hand grenade

Like a hand grenade, a hand grenade