The Poisoned Well

You only hurt the one you love

That may be true

But better said, you only hurt the one who loves you

We went through hell

Just to get to hell

Die of thirst of drink up form the poisoned well

I kept the things inside

At least I never lied

I'm not trying to document my suicide

You won't live long

But you may write the perfect song

Please excuse those who choose to not play along