Luyện nghe bài hát His Pleasure is My Pain

A man stands in the doorway a small child
fists
She on her bed her head buried in her pillow
And she stares at the
He speaks to her all the she's heard too many times before
And soon she just let's his voice fade away

And she thinks...

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

This was once satisfying sex but now no 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 still I cry in my

He always I was too sensitive,

But I say

(chorus)

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

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

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

Goes and herself back down.
She

My god, what am I hear?

My bones have grown of his hunger, of his gray eyes,
And I if I were to stay one more night here I'd die or explode
Or yet just fade away.
There have been days so dark I felt like august
And I soon too would turn to fall.
He said I was too sensitive that if I cared so much
The world could kill me way.
I if he's only half alive 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
the wings for her freedom
She up and goes to the door
It's a moment in anything can happen
Instead she out some clothing
it in a bag and leaves him sleeping
While she for the door.