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