Hey Jupiter - Tori Amos

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