Hand Grenade

I think it's time to lob a hand grenade

Into the middle of this grand charade

When everybody's feeling torn and frayed

Pick up the pieces from the mess I've made

Hand grenade, hand grenade, hand grenade

When the stars they shine brightly

When your love it holds me tightly

I'm thinking you are the one

Getting warmer not colder

I'm getting better as I get older

Getting ready, not to run

I think it's time to lob a hand grenade

Into the middle of this grand charade

When everybody's feeling torn and frayed

Pick up the pieces from the mess I've made

Hand grenade, hand grenade, hand grenade

Hand grenade, hand grenade, hand grenade

When clear skies get clearer

You couldn't get any nearer

And I'm wondering if I'm the one

You're talking I'm drinking

Making room for this over thinking

Getting ready to run

Just to test the water

Just to test the water

Just to test the water

Think I'd better rock the boat

I think it's time to lob a hand grenade

Into the middle of this grand charade

When everybody's feeling torn and frayed

Pick up the pieces from the mess I've made

Hand grenade, hand grenade, hand grenade

Hand grenade, hand grenade, hand grenade

Hand grenade, hand grenade, hand grenade

I think it's time to lob a hand grenade

Into the middle of this grand charade