No Sense

Do you remember?
Do you remember
That night at context
Making up shit
Like we were animals?

We made no sense
No sense
We had no sex

Can you see? Can you see? Can you see?
Can you see? Can you see? Can you see?
The moon is so hollow
What's the use
When I can see right through you?
What's the use?

All the hearts that touch your cheek
How they jump, they move, they embarrass
All the hearts that touch your cheek
How they jump, they move, they embarrass
They make no sense, no sense, no sense
No sense, we had no sex, oh



Credits
Writer(s): Chan Marshall
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