Luyện nghe bài hát His Pleasure is My Pain

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

And she thinks...

was a gradual steel frost
That 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 china or old
But now exagerated and waterlogged no longer what these
had
Intended and still I cry in my

He said I was too sensitive,

But I say

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

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

And the unheard they fly by
She to the window
She puts on a and brushes her hair
He's already
By the she

and lays herself back down.
She

My god, what am I hear?

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

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