Precious - Candyland

Touch me I’m pretty hard

Sincerity I disregard

You don’t know me, but I’m good

Steel your wristwatch

If I could

If Heaven is the home straight, then I’m staying up late

'Cause I’m not precious

Are you hoping that I’m stoned?

Well you won’t go home alone

'Cause I’m not precious, I’m not precious

You should, should have seen me coming

I’m sure, I saw you running

You, with your English manners

Your body full of foreign drugs

If Heaven is the home straight, then I’m staying up late

'Cause I’m not precious

Are you hoping that I’m stoned?

Well you won’t go home alone

'Cause I’m not precious, I’m not precious

I’m gifted, I’m of my time

I give you white collar crime

Mistakes I’ve made, well I see some

In my time I will be done

Another star caught in the making

Another heart I’m quietly breaking

And when it comes to a worthy cause

I’ll shake the tins and take the applause

'Cause I’m not precious