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