Precious Things

Music and Lyrics by Tori Amos

So I ran faster
But it caught me here
Yes my loyalties turned
Like my ankle
In the seventh grade
Running after BILLY
Running after the rain

These precious things
Let them bleed
Let them wash away
These precious things
Let them break their hold over me

He said you're really an ugly girl
But I like the way you play
And I died
But I thanked him
Can you believe that sick sick
holding on to his picture
Dressing up every day
I wanna smash the faces
Of those beautiful BOYS
Those christian boys
So you can make me cum that doesn't make you JESUS 

These precious things
Let them bleed
Let them wash away
These precious things
Let them break their hold over me

I remember 
Yes in my peach party dress
No one dared
No one cared
To tell me where the pretty girls are
Those demigods 
With their NINE-INCH nails and little fascist panties tucked inside the heart 
 of every nice girl

These precious things
Let them bleed
Let them wash away
These precious things
Let them break 
Let them wash away
These these precious things
Let them bleed now
Let them wash away
These these precious things
Let them break their hold over me

Precious
Precious