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 a** 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