Tori Amos - Precious Things
Tori Amos - Precious Things (Live)
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So I ran faster, but it caught me here
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Yes my loyalties turned
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Like my ankle, in the seventh grade
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Running after Billy, running after, the rain
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These precious things
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Let them bleed
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Let them wash away
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These, I said oh precious things
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Let them break, their hold over, me
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He said you're really an ugly girl
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But I like the way, you play
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And I died, I died
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But I thanked him, can you believe that, sick
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Holding up to his picture, dressing up, everyday
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I wanna smash the faces, of those beautiful boys
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Those christian boys, beautiful boys
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I said, christian boys, beautiful boys
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I said, Christian boys
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So you can make me cum that doesn't make you Jesus
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These precious things
D G
Let them bleed
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Let them wash away
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These, I said oh precious things
D G A Bm G7+ A
Let them break, their hold over, me
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I remember, yes
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In my peach, party dress
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No one dared, no one cared to tell me
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Where the pretty girls are
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Those demigods
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With Their Nine-Inch Nails And Little Fascist Panties Tucked Inside The Heart Of Every Nice
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Girl
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I can't let you let you go, ah yes
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Precious, precious, things..
do u like it?
d_harinam@yahoo.co.uk
Bm G7+ A
Bm
So I ran faster, but it caught me here
G7+ A
Yes my loyalties turned
Bm
Like my ankle, in the seventh grade
G7+ A
Running after Billy, running after, the rain
Em A Bm
These precious things
D G
Let them bleed
A
Let them wash away
Em A Bm
These, I said oh precious things
D G A Bm G7+ A
Let them break, their hold over, me
Bm
He said you're really an ugly girl
G7+
But I like the way, you play
A
And I died, I died
Bm
But I thanked him, can you believe that, sick
G7+ A
Holding up to his picture, dressing up, everyday
Bm
I wanna smash the faces, of those beautiful boys
G7+ A
Those christian boys, beautiful boys
Bm
I said, christian boys, beautiful boys
G7+
I said, Christian boys
A E7
So you can make me cum that doesn't make you Jesus
Em A Bm
These precious things
D G
Let them bleed
A
Let them wash away
Em A Bm
These, I said oh precious things
D G A Bm G7+ A
Let them break, their hold over, me
Bm G7+ A
I remember, yes
Bm
In my peach, party dress
G7+ A Bm
No one dared, no one cared to tell me
G7+
Where the pretty girls are
A
Those demigods
A
With Their Nine-Inch Nails And Little Fascist Panties Tucked Inside The Heart Of Every Nice
E7 Bm G7+ A
Girl
Bm
I can't let you let you go, ah yes
G7+ A
Precious, precious, things..
do u like it?
d_harinam@yahoo.co.uk