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Forgive them please for they have crossed the line better left uncrossed This heart it reeks of things to say But they are better left unsaid 'Cause we need you to understand The thought of you stuck in our heads The whole night through We thought of you I dream of days where everyone is true Through until the end But alcohol will serve as our sorry excuse Until we grow We need you to understand The thought of you stuck in our heads The whole night through We thought of you These songs they sing Will bring them peace tonight As they lie all alone And then tomorrow they will wake to find They are finally home From Letras Mania