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 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

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