Singles Bar

Is there room for one more at the singles bar?
 Have been working up the courage all year
 I pull off my ring as I push my way in
 Won't be needing it here
 Can you guess my age in this life?
 Who'll be taking me home tonight?
 So pour me one more at the singles bar
 To numb all the pain I've endured
 I lay on my back for a Hollywood wax
 I'm stripped and I'm French manicured
 Can you guess my age in these jeans?
 Can you tell me what any of this means?
 I'm not a teenager anymore
 I wish you'd help me out of this mess
 I wish you'd help me out of this dress
 And let it fall down to the floor
 Oh, I want more
 What I came here for
 I'm back here once more at the singles bar
 It's become my regular haunt
 I think I'm resigned to take what I find
 I can't get what I want
 And can you tell how long I've been here?
 Can you smell the fear?