โหลดเพลง mp3 Precious Things - Tori Amos

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

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