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....