no one's picking up the phone
guess it's me and me
and this little [bad word] 
she's ready to confess
all the things that i never thought
that she could feel and

hey jupiter
nothings been the same
so are you [bad word] 
are you blue
thought we both could use a friend
 [bad word] 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
nothings been the same
so are you [bad word] 
are you blue
thought we both could use a friend
 [bad word] 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 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 [bad word] 
is lifting up her dress
guess i thought i could never feel
the things i feel
hey jupiter

so are you [bad word] 
are you blue
thought we both could use a friend [bad word] to
hey jupiter
nothing's been the same
so are you safe
now we're through
thought we both could use a friend [bad word] to
hey jupiter