no one's picking up the phone guess it's me and me and this little massochist 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 you wouldn't have to be with me something new sometimes i breath 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 i wouldn't have to be with you 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 chose between a shower or a bath and i thought i wouldn't have to be with you a magazine no one's picking up the phone cause it's clear he's gone and this little massochist is lifting up her dress guess i thought i could never feel the things i'm feeling 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 what you say now we're through thought we both could use a friend to run to hey jupiter