I Stay in my room cuz it's got black walls

Got a few friends and we got balls

Teenage lovers in our shadow

Nothing's easy

Except the girls we know

She wore a girl's size small and smelled of romance

She had a boulevard beat

I raised a glance

Her hair was a mess

She looked like a star

My sunglasses melted

On the dash of her car

(Got a) (Got a)
Hand Grenade Heart

Full of love for you

(Got a) (Got a)

Hand Grenade Heart

That my blood runs through

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Hand Grenade Heart

Full of love for you

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Joe said his life

Was just a borе

He took a mouthful of reds
From his sisters drawer

The doc put tubes inside of his nose

They pumped his stomach

That's the way it goes

He took a cigarette case

From inside of his purse

Talked like a queen and

Said his brother was worse

I may look tough

On my scuffed sunglasses

But she had a collection

Of backstage passes

(Got a) (Got a)
Hand Grenade Heart

Full of love for you

(Got a) (Got a)

Hand Grenade Heart

That my blood runs through

(Got a) (Got a)

Hand Grenade Heart

Full of love for you

(Got a) (Got a)

Hand Grenade Heart

Mean guitars

Songs that curse

Drawing pictures in blood

While riding the bus

I may look tough

But I feel so beat

In my 45-G's

Fashions of the street

She was cold and young

Coming up the street

She wore a swastika

And it looked so sweet

Her hair was long

Blonde and soft

She smiled at me

So I flipped her off

(Got a) (Got a)

Hand Grenade Heart

Full of love for you

(Got a) (Got a)

Hand Grenade Heart

That my blood runs through

(Got a) (Got a)

Hand Grenade Heart

Full of love for you

(Got a) (Got a)

Hand Grenade Heart

(Got a) (Got a)

Hand Grenade Heart

(Got a) (Got a)

Hand Grenade Heart

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Hand Grenade Heart

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Hand Grenade Heart

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