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 that 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
You, ooh, ooh
Oh you, use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven
On every street, every car, every surface in nature
And at the streets are rising and you'd rather sing
Don't let them 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
I'm coming 'round to get us
I'm coming 'round when they don't know the facts
So on a concrete canvas and a glow in the dark
On a concrete canvas, I will make you a mark
Armed with the spray can soul
Let me out with the spray can soul
You, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
'Cause you use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Yeah, it's true, when you
Use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven
Oh and it hurts like heaven