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
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...