So it begins in this room Where my life was thrown astray The death of innocence Nothing will ever be the same Caught in the slide, caught in a prison Nowhere to hide, legs squeezed tight And he shows me Just what little girls are for And I'm not here anymore And even a child of five can see There is something wrong with this Taking what I have to give As I'm taking him in Caught in the slide, caught in a prison Nowhere to hide, legs squeezed tight And he shows me Just what little girls are for And I'm not here anymore