Lyrics:

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 the 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 on, 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 can't fade