Precious Things歌词

作词 : Tori Amos
作曲 : Tori Amos
So I ran faster
it caught But 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
Holding onto his picture
Dressing up everyday
I wanna smash the faces

Of those beautiful boys
Those Christian boys
So if 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 facist 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 precious things
Let them bleed now, let them wash away

These precious things