Luyện nghe bài hát His Pleasure is My Pain

A man stands in the doorway like a child
Angry
She lies on her bed her head buried in her
And she at the moon
He speaks to her all the words she's heard too times before
And soon she just let's his voice fade away

And she thinks...

This was a gradual steel
started with cold feet
And ended numb hearts

This was once satisfying sex but now no is

It was once filled with the possibilities of new or old stone
But now it's exagerated and waterlogged no longer these
had
Intended and still I cry in my

He always I was too sensitive,

But I say

(chorus)

At I never meant to make him cry.
At I never meant to make him hurt that way
I never meant to make him cry
Never to make him hurt that way

Yes true, I'm too senstive
But he pleasure in my pain.
Yes true, I'm too senstive
But he takes in my pain.

And the unheard they fly by
She goes to the
She puts on a nightgown and brushes her
He's asleep
By the she

Goes and lays herself down.
She

My god, what am I doing

My bones have tired of his hunger, of his gray eyes,
And I feel if I were to stay one more night I'd die or explode
Or yet just fade away.
There been days so dark that I felt like august
And that I too would turn to fall.
He always said I was too that if I cared so much
The could kill me that way.
I wonder if he's only half or if he's simply always been this
Inarticulate,
I say

And she get's out of bed and at her feet as though they
Were the wings for her
She gets up and to the door
a moment in which anything can happen
Instead she gets out some
Puts it in a bag and leaves him
she heads for the door.