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von On Planets

She speaks in acronym
Been sighing at the top of her lungs
She′s so convincing when she laughs and leads it on
And I've been rinsing off
All the colors of a love
That I picked up
When I was certain I would never come undone

And I don′t love her
But with this manufactured sentimental buffer
She really compliments my stubborn side and silence that I keep
Until I'm drunk as hell and all the strings come out
What it's always been about
Can′t she tell?

I was tied up, trying to tie off loose ends
And pulling on a pretty long thread
When I should′ve known better
I had to try hard not to make promises
It left me with a question on the conscience
Out of luck and out of context


Out of luck and out of context
Out of luck and out of context
It left me with a question on the conscience
Out of luck and out of context

It was a long time coming
Still not long enough
But reticent as ever she watched me come undone

And I don't love her
With this manufactured, sentimental buffer
She really compliments my stubborn side and silence that I keep
Until I′m drunk as hell and all the strings come out
What it's always been about
Can′t she tell?

I was tied up, trying to tie off loose ends
And pulling on a pretty long thread
When I should've known better
I had to try hard not to make promises
It left me with a question on the conscience
Out of luck and out of context

Out of luck and out of context
Out of luck and out of context
It left me with a question on the conscience
Out of luck and out of context