Betsy Lane - Grenade

V1:
Candles burn slow like a fire inside my soul and I’m about done holdin’ smoke
light a match and get too close I’m bound to explode boom boom like a dynamite blow


CHORUS:
cause I’m a grenade you made me this way
I’m a cannonball with a short fuse all because of you
and if I could, I would stop spittin sparks off my tongue
cause I know my words hurt worse than bullets from a gun
but I’m a grenade

V2:
fragments of me are shattered on your floor, everyone knows that I’ve been here before
close your eyes and count to ten oh here I go again, all I am is dust in the wind

CHORUS

BRIDGE:

and I’m like a time bomb you’re a trigger
all you gotta do is breathe in and out and your lungs fill with doubts of me
and I can feel your heartbeat slow down
you tip toe around, test the ground
cause you don’t wanna be here to see me bleed
and now I’m a walking disaster, and I’ve got no one to blame but you
the ticking keeps going faster
pretty soon I’ll be old news

CHORUS

I’m a grenade.