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 nerver thought That she could feel and 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 ccan leave ...
