Lollipops and cigarettes Bubblegum and fishnets Heroin and slamming doors Medicine all on the floor Losing innocence is easy But growing up is hard to face Give me something to hold onto Or I'll slip right into little space Alphabets and number games Pixy stix and crack cocaine TV shows and little cars Band-aids and too many scars Halloween and sippy cups Drinking juice and throwing up Glitter all over your face Thank god for my little space