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
Fire from my belly and the beat from my heart
Still I won't let go, still I won't let go

You, oohhh

Oh you, use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven

Streets and bars and a pavement of saints
And at the streets are rising and you'd rather sing
'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
I'm coming 'round to get us, I'm coming 'round, when they don't know the facts

So on concrete canvas and a glow in the dark
Concrete canvas, I will make you a mark
'Armed with the spray can soul, I am down with the spray can soul'

You, oohhh
Oh, you, oohhh

Yes, you, you use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven

Woho-ooh
Woho-oooh

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