Lyrics：Tori Amos Music：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 and Hey Jupiter, Nothing 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 hearts soaking wet. Boy, your boots can leave a mess. Hey Jupiter, Nothing 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 keep 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 choose between the shower or the bath And I thought I wouldn't have to be with you. A magazine. No on'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 been the same. So are you gay? Are you blue? Thought we both could use a friend to run to. Hey Jupiter, Nothing been the same. So, what do you say? Now we're through. Thought we both could use a friend to run to. Hey Jupiter....
Lyrics：Tori Amos Music：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 and Hey Jupiter, Nothing 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 hearts soaking wet. Boy, your boots can leave a mess. Hey Jupiter, Nothing 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 keep 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 choose between the shower or the bath And I thought I wouldn't have to be with you. A magazine. No on'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 been the same. So are you gay? Are you blue? Thought we both could use a friend to run to. Hey Jupiter, Nothing been the same. So, what do you say? Now we're through. Thought we both could use a friend to run to. Hey Jupiter....
