Every word rings true

Hey Jupiter

 

No ones 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

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 have

Took my leather off the shelf

Your apocalypse was felt

For a girl who couldn’t choose between a 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