Precious Things
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
Oh these, these precious things
Let them break, let them break
They're breaking 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?
I held on to his picture
I dressed 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
Oh these, these precious things
Let them bleed, let them bleed
They're bleeding all over me
These precious things
Let them break
They're breaking over me like waves
Like waves
Well, I remember
Yes, in my peach party dress
No one cared and no one dared to tell me
Where the pretty girls are
Those demigods
With their nine inch nails and
Little fascist panties
In the heart of every nice girl
These, these precious things
Let them bleed
Let them wash away
Oh these, these precious things