Path of least resistance

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...
I don't know much, but I know you're out there. Somehow, someway, insisting life get lived. You keep the river flowing no matter what. But for those of us afraid of change, we follow the path of least...