Text: Tori Amos. Hey Jupiter. Hey Jupiter (The Dakota Version).

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 with you

Sometimes I breathe you in
And I know you know
And sometimes you take a swim
Found your writing on my wall
Well 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 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 pickin' 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