Written in graffiti on a bridge in a park

"Do you ever get the feeling that you're missing the mark?"

It's so cold, it's so cold

It's so cold, it's so cold

Written up in marker on a factory sign

"I struggle with the feeling that my life isn't mine"

It's so cold, it's so cold

It's so cold, it's so cold

See the arrow they shot trying to tear us apart

Took the fire from my belly and the beat from my heart

Still, I won't let go

Still, I won't let go

Of you

'Cause you do

Oh, you use your heart as a weapon

And it hurts like heaven

On every street, every car, every surface, a name

Tonight, the streets are ours and we're writing and saying

"Don't let 'em take control"

No, we won't let 'em take control

Yes, I feel a little bit nervous

Yes, I feel nervous and I cannot relax

How come they're out to get us?

How come they're out when they don't know the facts?

So on a concrete canvas under cover of dark

On a concrete canvas, I'll go making my mark

Armed with a spray can soul

I'll be armed with a spray can soul

And you

Oh, you

'Cause you use your heart as a weapon

And it hurts like heaven

Oh, oh

Yeah, it's true

When you use your heart as a weapon

Then it hurts like heaven

Oh, it hurts like heaven