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's been the same
So are you gay? Are you blue?
Thought we both could use a friend to run to

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 he isn't you

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 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

I thought I wouldn't have to keep with you hiding

I go from day to day
I know where the cupboards are
I know where the car is parked
I know he isn't you

Nothing is
Hey Jupiter
Nothing
Nothing's been the same
Nothing, nothing, nothing's going to save us
Nothing