His Pleasure is My Pain Jewel

[Verse 1]
A man stands in the doorway like a small child, angry fists
She lies in her bed, her head buried in her pillow, she stares at the moon
He speaks to her, all the words she's heard too many times before
And pretty soon she just lets his voice fade away
She thinks this was a gradual steel frost that started with cold feet
And ended with numb hearts
It was once satisfying sex, but now no longer is
It was once filled with all the possibilities of new China or old stone
But now it's exaggerated and water-logged
No longer what these hands had intended and still I cry in my sleep

[Chorus]
He always said I was too sensitive
But I say, least I never meant to make him cry
Least I never meant to make him hurt that way
No, I never meant to make him cry
I never meant to make him hurt that way
Yes it's true, I'm too sensitive but
He takes pleasure in my pain
Yes it's true, I'm too sensitive but
He takes pleasure in my pain

[Verse 2]
And the unheard hours they fly by, she goes to the window
Puts on a nightgown and brushes her hair
He's already asleep by the time she goes to lay back down
She thinks, my God, what am I doing here