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 seeps right in
And it make 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 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

We two are makers
Just made this mess
Two broken hearts don't beat
Any less

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 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