Hey Jupiter Lyrics
| Song | Hey Jupiter |
| Artist | Tori Amos |
| Album | Legs and Boots: Chicago, IL - November 5, 2007 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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.... |
| 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.... |
| 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.... |
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