Get away, I'm warning you, while she undresses behind the door

Stop staring at her like a man who's never seen a whore before



She was sixteen when Mother left her at the station

Crying tears of silent indignation



CHORUS

Then he looked at her with those eyes

It was enough to make a man cry

She knew it in an instance

He took the Path Of Least Resistance



Taught the art of surfacing with 99-proof ink

At an early age she learned it doesn't matter what she think



Lock the door, strip away her virtue

You're a bastard, all she wants to do is hurt you



CHORUS

Then you look at her with those eyes

It was enough to make a man cry

She knew it in an instance

Took the Path Of Least Resistance



What's a little girl to do,

she receives a visit in the dark

No imminent sign of danger,

but the familiar hand has left its mark



Lock the door, lock the door!

Kind words turn dirty

"Promise not to say a word!"

(Daddy please don't hurt me)



CHORUS

Then he looked at her with those eyes

It was enough to make a man cry

And he knew it in an instance

He took the Path Of Least Resistance