hey Jupiter
nothings been the same
so are you gay
are you blue
thought we both could use
a friend
to run to
and I thought you'd see with
me
you wouldn't have to be 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
nothings 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 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
hey Jupiter
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
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