Thieves - She and Him

there's theives among us,
painting the walls,
with all kinds of lies and lies,
that i never told at all.

whats in my pocket,
you never knew,
u didn't know me well, so well as i knew you.

and i know, and you know it too,
that a love, like ours, is terrible news.

that wont stop me crying,
no that wont stop me crying over you.

im 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 c u sometimes, sometimes, lonely isn't sad.

we two are makers,
just made this mess,
two broken hearts don't beat any less.