Tori Amos - Hey Jupiter (The Dakota Version)

Hey Jupiter (The Dakota Version)

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 you 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 time to time.
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 gonna save us.
Nothing.