Luyện nghe bài hát His Pleasure is My Pain

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

And she thinks...

This was a steel frost
That with cold feet
And ended with numb

This was satisfying sex but now no longer is

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

He always I was too sensitive,

But I say

(chorus)

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

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

And the hours they fly by
She goes to the
She puts on a nightgown and her hair
He's already
By the she

and lays herself back down.
She

My god, what am I doing

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

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