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 that you know And sometimes you take a swim Found your writing on my wall You left my heart 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
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
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
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