Tucked inside the heart of every nice girrrrrl

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Listening to the version of 'Precious Things' from TVAB, omfg...how sad is it that I come close to tears when I hear this song? But you know, I've heard so many EWF say how this is one of the songs that got them through high school, and given what my life has been like lately, I can so totally understand that....

I was always the girl who had friends but did boys like me? Not the boys I liked! They’d say, ‘She’s nice and she plays really good piano but she’s also Sandy Luman’s friend, can we get her number?’ [laughs] I hadn’t blossomed so I was seen as a rather nondescript nice girl, I guess.

Little Earthquakes is all about celebration. Celebrating the ability to laugh, weep, and scream, particularly if you have been silent for years. And so it’s about celebrating sexuality in the widest sense, including the elements of revenge. As in Precious Things where I say to the guy ‘So you can make me cum/that doesn’t make you Jesus’. Just because I’m with a man and because I’m creaming for a man doesn’t make him a master, doesn’t even necessarily make him worthy of love, of my love. And I now realize, maybe for the first time in my life, that my capacity for love is incredibly deep and that for me to give this to a man he has to fully understand, and respect what that means. Too few do. They’re into pillaging, rummaging around, doing a little Viking stuff! But most women these days realize that’s not enough, boys! And if some women don’t then I hope songs like Precious Things will help open their eyes. And, just as importantly, help open the eyes of some men.-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 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

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...