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Trapped on the terraces, I looked at you and knew

 You were the only thing that mattered

 There was no one for me but you

 In Harmony Street we beat a man

Just for standing there

 I held my breath as I watched you swing

 Then run your fingers through your hair

Oh, how could anyone not love the terrible things you do?

Oh, how could anyone not want to try and help you?

 In Bermondsey in Burberry, you held me at the barricade,

 the pigs arrived with tear gas

 And I wept at the mistakes we made

 We stalked the streets like animals

 And danced as windows shattered

 For our island, for the thrill of it,

 for everything that mattered

Oh, how could anyone not want to rip it all apart?

Oh, how could anyone not love your cold, black heart?

 I found you on a Saturday, and that was where I lost you

 You had to finally walk away

 because of what it cost you,

 years later when I saw your face

 In line to catch the morning train,

 you looked like you'd been softened

 Like you never really loved the pain

Oh, how could anyone not finally diminish?

 The thrill of blood comes instantly. There's only darkness at the finish

Meet me at the barricade, I'll be at the barricade

Meet me at the barricade, the love died, but the hate can't fade

I'll be at the barricade, the love died, but the hate won't fade...