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 nothings 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 hearts soaking wet boy your boots can leave a mess
hey jupiter nothings 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