歌词
Written 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
[03:31.89][02:17.32][01:05.67]These precious things
[03:36.86][02:22.23][01:11.21]Let them bleed, let them wash away
[03:42.78][01:17.03][02:28.84]These precious things
[03:48.06][01:22.31][02:33.62]Let them break, their hold over me
[02:41.30][01:29.14]
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 on to his picture
Dressing up every day
I wanna smash the faces of those beautiful boys
Those christian boys
So you can made me cum
That doesn't make you Jesus
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 ever nice girl
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