(She Might Be A) GRENADE

She Might Be A GRENADE She’s pulling out the pin That lets her hair fall down She’s pulling out the pin She shakes her head And it goes tumbling Her smile was out of place So she swept it off her face Let me find the words then say them Like a some softly whispered Amen But she starts to pull away And the lights begin to dim Is she thinking of me Or is she thinking of him She’s pulling out the pin She’s slipping off the hook Unbuttoning her dress She’s slipping off the hook There’s just enough to make some man a mess She tears away the veil With her fingernails She came out high and kicking While the band played Hey Good Looking Do you hear something ticking Did somebody tell her she could really be redeemed And could she actually be as desperate as she seems She’s tearing at the seams She’s going to extremes Nobody told her it was a sin So she’s pulling out the pin She’s taping up her hands just like a boxer will And they started laughing But if looks could kill She’d take them down right now She’s covering her mouth With some unholy vow There’s nothing more to say This is her wedding day Full of shattered glass and mayhem Not some softly whispered Amen While the shock announcement dawns And the smoke begins to thin As the world without ends And the next one begins She’s pulling out the pin She’s pulling out the pin She’s pulling out the pin She’s pulling out the pin