Bombs Lyrics

Get out
You don't want to be around here
When I explode
Duck down
I'm a handmade hand grenade with an itchy trigger finger that is resting on your pulse

Where were you when the bombs came down?
Well, man, I checked and you were out of town

She smelt
Like a pack of cigarettes and she never had a problem settling for second best
When she fell
Uh, oh
I happened to be there to catch her and attach my latch upon her so she never could escape

I'm still learning
(I'm finally listening)