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 cared, no one dared 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 precious things   Let them bleed now, let them wash away   These precious things   Let them break their hold over me      Precious   Precious