Luyện nghe bài hát His Pleasure is My Pain

A man in the doorway like a small child
fists
She on her bed her head buried 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...

was a gradual steel frost
That started with feet
And with numb hearts

This was once sex but now no longer is

It was once filled with the possibilities of new china or old
But now it's exagerated and waterlogged no 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 to make him hurt that way
Nooo I never meant to him cry
meant 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 hours fly by
She to the window
She puts on a and brushes her hair
He's already
By the she

Goes and lays herself down.
She

My god, what am I doing

My bones have grown tired of his hunger, of his 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 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 could kill me way.
I wonder if he's only half alive or if he's simply always been
Inarticulate,
I say

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