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| C | G | |
| Trapped on the terraces, I | looked at you and knew |
| Am | |
| You were the | only thing that mattered |
| C | G | |
| There was | no one for me but | you |
| C | |
| In | Harmony Street we beat a man |
| G | |
| Just for standing there |
| Am | |
| I held my | breath as I watched you swing |
| C | G | |
| Then | run your fingers | through your hair |
| C | G | Am | C | G | |
| Oh, how could any | one not love the | terrible things you | do? |
| C | G | Am | C | G | |
| Oh, how could any | one not want to | try and help | you? |
| C | G | |
| In | Bermondsey in Burberry, you | held me at the barricade, |
| Am | |
| the | pigs arrived with tear gas |
| C | G | |
| And I | wept at the mis | takes we made |
| C | |
| We | stalked the streets like animals |
| G | |
| And | danced as windows shattered |
| Am | |
| For our | island, for the thrill of it, |
| C | G | |
| for | everything that | mattered |
| C | G | Am | C | G | |
| Oh, how could any | one not want to | rip it all a | part? |
| C | G | Am | C | G | |
| Oh, how could any | one not love your | cold, black | heart | ? |
| C | G | Am | C | G | F |
| C | G | |
| I | found you on a Saturday, and | that was where I lost you |
| Am | |
| You | had to finally walk away |
| C | G | |
| be | cause of what it | cost you, |
| C | |
| years | later when I saw your face |
| G | |
| In | line to catch the morning train, |
| Am | |
| you | looked like you'd been softened |
| C | G | |
| Like you | never really loved the | pain |
| C | G | Am | C | G | |
| Oh, how could any | one not | finally di | minish? |
| C | G | Am | C | G | |
| The | thrill of blood comes | instantly. There's only | darkness at the | finish |
| C | G | Am | C | G | |
| Meet me at the | barricade, | I'll be at the | barricade |
| C | G | Am | C | G | |
| Meet me at the | barricade, the | love died, but the | hate can't | fade |
| C | G | Am | C | G | |
| I'll be at the | barricade, the | love died, but the | hate won't | fade... |
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