Thieves

There's thieves among us
 Painting the walls
 With all kinds of lies, the lies I
 Never told at 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 won't stop me crying
 No, that won't stop me crying over you
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 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 won't stop me crying
 No, that won't stop me crying over you
 No, that won't stop me crying over you
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 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, the lies I
 Never told at 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
 You
 You