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 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 Ooh Ooh Ooh, yes 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 Ooh Ooh Ooh, yes Ooh Ooh Ooh, yes 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