No Sense

Do you remember, do you rememberThat night at contextMaking up shit like we were animalsWe made no sense, no senseWe had no sexCan you see, can you see, can you seeCan you see, can you see, can you seeThe moon is so hollowWhat's the use, when I can see right through youWhat's the useAll the hearts that touch your cheekHow they jump, they move, they embarrassAll the hearts that touch your cheekHow they jump, they move, they embarrassThey make no sense, no sense, no senseNo sense, we had no sex