You don't talk to anyone 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 That man, I'll never understand Everyone's living in the past Instead of forgetting her You're always kissing her ass I know that there's not much to say So I'll look stupid anyway You don't talk to anyone 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 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