Hurts Like Heaven

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
Take 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
‘Cos 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 spraycan soul
I’ll be armed with a spraycan soul
And you
Oh you

‘Cause you use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven

Woooah…
Yeah it’s true
When you use your heart as a weapon
Then it hurts like heaven

It hurts like heaven…

Ahh… ooooh…