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 won t fade
['canadian indie', 'indie pop', 'indie rock', 'stomp and holler']