Precious Things - Live In Boise 11/30/07

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 want to smash the faces
 Of those beautiful boys
 Those Christian boys
 So you can make me come
 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 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, these precious things
 Let them bleed now, let them wash away
 These, these precious things
 Let them break their hold over me
 Precious
 Precious