Luyện nghe bài hát His Pleasure is My Pain

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

And she thinks...

was a gradual steel frost
That started cold feet
And ended with hearts

This was satisfying sex but now no longer is

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

He said I was too sensitive,

But I say

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At least I meant to make him cry.
At least I meant to make him hurt that way
Nooo I never to make him cry
Never meant to make him hurt 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 goes to the
She puts on a nightgown and brushes her
He's asleep
By the she

and lays herself back down.
She

My god, am I doing hear?

My bones grown tired of his hunger, of his gray eyes,
And I feel if I were to stay one night here I'd die or explode
Or worse yet just away.
There have been days so dark that I felt august
And that I too would turn to fall.
He always said I was too sensitive if I cared so much
The world kill me that 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 looks at her as though they
Were the for her freedom
She up and goes to the door
It's a moment in which can happen
Instead she gets out clothing
it in a bag and leaves him sleeping
While she for the door.