Tom: C
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...
