Confidence.

Why are the young girls so eager to fall in love?
Put a ring on my finger? I won't forget you,
Not.
Dress me up in black fishnets, long leather boots
And put me on the street;
Making men scream as I fall to my knees.
Morals dissolve in confidence,
A potion I drink until I'm weak;
Jeans, shirts-left to swim at my feet.
Feeling the stranger's fingertips,
I bite
With my front teeth.
And this is what I've become.
No one
Knows me.
You'll never
See me.
Like I used to be.
You'll pass me on the corner;
Now you're a lawyer.
You're wife is home asleep.
Roll down the window, baby.
Oh yes, you know me.
This time, I ain't free.