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