There's thieves among us Painting the walls All kinds of lies, and lies I never told it all What's in my pocket? You never knew You didn't know me well So well, as I knew you And I know, and you know too That a love, like ours Is terrible news But that wont stop me crying No, that wont stop me crying over you I'm not a prophet Old love is in me New love just seaps right in And, it makes me guilty Why do you look like that? And not all that fast I'll see you sometime Sometimes, lonely isn't sad And I know, and you know too That a love, like ours Is terrible news But that won't stop me crying No, that won't stop me crying over you No, that won't stop me crying over you We two are makers Just made this mess Two broken hearts don't beat Any less There's thieves among us Painting the walls All kinds of lies, and lies I never told it all And I know, and you know too That a love, like ours Is terrible news But that won't stop me crying No, that won't stop me crying over you No, that won't stop me crying over you No, that won't stop me crying over you