Precious

what does it mean?

i think tori amos was onto something

i've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets, looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets

but what the fuck was SHE talking about?

chains oh oh oh chains

and who the heck am i in all of this?

got enough guilt to start my own religion

and i can't even feel anything anymore

excuse me but can i be you for awhile?

if i touch the ground, will it cave in?

what if i'm a mermaid in these jeans of his with her name still on it?

i wish it would go away, like it never happened

my scream got lost in a paper cup, i think there's a heaven where those screams have gone

i want better, i am better, this is not me

so i run faster, but it caught me here, yes my loyalty is turned

but what am i?

let them break, let them wash away

there is no longer a right and i am all that is left

you said you're really an ugly girl, but i like the way you pray

i can't feel myself