Sweet child your spice is something never
Your soul reminds me of everything
I aspire to be.
You’re my inspiration in life. But sweet child
I have failed us.
I have failed you. I am not
what you expected. Life taught us that everything nice that we want
you have to go through a load of spice.
You wanted to be seen on the big screen
but now that’s only just a dream.
Being seen on every movie screen,
Television, cell phone.
You wanted to love, you wanted to be loved…and I broke you.
Sweet child, let me be you again.
This isn’t what I expected.
I can’t go on…Help! Help me!
They took it from me
All my sugar, wasted.
Sugar, Spice, nothing is ever nice.
That’s all the boys want from you doll. Oh kind soul,
we weren’t supposed to fall in the hands of hurt,
and get your bubbles popped.
The key was to blossom into a wonderful flower. but
They’ve made spice out of all the sugar you gave
Please…grace me with what kept me going and
all the sweet, gentle characteristics
that no one ever knew we had.
You’re a spicy one now, buttercup.
Sugar…Spice…Everything nice, they took everything from us little one.
Help…help me. I’ve been drained.
Why isn’t everything nice?