Don't Blow Those Brains Yet...We Gotta Be Big, Boy...
If.
Love.
Isn't Forever.
And It's Not The Weather...
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...
And, if my heart is 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 lover off the shelf -
your apocolypse was fab.
And 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 picking up the phone.
Guess it's clear that he's gone.
And this little masochist...
is lifting up her dress.
Guess I thought I could never feel
the things I feel and...
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.