Luyện nghe bài hát His Pleasure is My Pain

A man stands in the doorway like a small
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 many times
And pretty she just let's his voice fade away

And she thinks...

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

This was satisfying sex but now no longer is

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

He always I was too sensitive,

But I say

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At least I never to make him cry.
At least I meant to make him hurt that way
Nooo I never meant to him cry
Never meant to 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 hours fly by
She goes to the
She puts on a and brushes her hair
already asleep
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 stay one night here I'd die or explode
Or yet just fade away.
There have days so dark that I felt like august
And that I too would turn to fall.
He always said I was too sensitive 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 looks at her feet as they
the wings for her freedom
She up and goes to the door
It's a moment in which can happen
she gets out some clothing
Puts it in a bag and him sleeping
While she for the door.