No one's picking up the phone
guess it's me and me
and this little masochist
she's ready to confess
all the things
that I never thought
that she could feel
Hey Jupiter
nothing's been the same
So are you gay
are you blue
Thought we both could use
a friend to run to
and I thought
I wouldn't have to be
with you
something new
Sometimes I breathe you in
and I know
you know
And sometimes you take a swim
Found your writing on my wall
If my heart's
soaking wet
boy your boots can leave a mess
Hey Jupiter
nothing's been the same
So are you gay
are you blue
Thought we both could use
a friend to run to
and I thought
you wouldn't have to keep
with me
hiding
Oooh
Ooooh
Ooooooh
Yes
Thought I knew myself so well
all the dolls I had
Took my leather off the shelf
Your apocalypse was fab
for a girl
who couldn't choose between
the shower or the bath
And I thought
I wouldn't have to be
with you
a magazine
Oooh
Ooooh
Ooooooh
Yes
Oooh
Ooooh
Ooooooh
Yes
No one's picking up the phone
Guess it's clear
he's gone
and this little masochist
is lifting up her dress
Guess I thought
I could never feel
the things I feel and
Hey Jupiter
nothing's been the same
So are you gay
are you blue
Thought we both could use
a friend to run to
Hey Jupiter
nothing's been the same
So are you safe
now we're through
Thought we both could use
a friend to run to
Hey Jupiter