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, '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 them take control, no, we won't let them 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 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
You, ooh-ooh, oh, you, ooh-ooh

Cause you, use your heart as a weapon, and it hurts like heaven

It's true when you use your heart as a weapon, it hurts like heaven