Thieves

There's thieves among us Painting the walls With 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 seeps right in And, it makes me guilty Why do you look like that? It's not all that bad 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 wont stop me crying No, that wont stop me crying over you Ouuuuuuuuu No, that wont stop me crying over you We two are makers Just made this mess Two broken hearts don't beat Any less, oh There's thieves among us Painting the walls With 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 wont stop me crying No, that wont stop me crying over you Ouuuuuuuuu No, that wont stop me crying over you Ouuuuuuuuu No, that wont stop me crying over youuuuuuuuu Youuuuuuuuu Youuuuuuuuu