There can be no denial
That when some men see innocence
It attracts and distracts them.
They smile, planning how to defile
That which they once had
As a lad
Ere the world corrupted them
And reduced them
To shadows of good men.
There can be no denial
That when some men see innocence
It attracts and distracts them.
They smile, planning how to defile
That which they once had
As a lad
Ere the world corrupted them
And reduced them
To shadows of good men.
Once she had ideals.
Now her fate she seals
In late night deals
And slip-off heels
Tentative knocking on a suburban door,
Innocence enters but departs no more.
Clothes scattered on the bedroom floor,
Dreams shattered to be dreamed no more.