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 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
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
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
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