C G Am C (G) F

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 anyone not love the terrible things you do?
C                G               Am           C   G
Oh, how could anyone 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 mistakes 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 anyone not want to rip it all apart?
C                G                 Am          C    G
Oh, how could anyone 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
because 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 anyone not finally diminish?
    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...