When The Well Runs Dry

There is a sacrifice you make with people along the way

When there is nowhere to run and nowhere to stay

And the wheels still move, they won't slow down

Even when they're spinnin' in the same soft ground

There's a tear in her eye 'cause she's known you too long

And she can't tell the singer from the wore out song

When the well runs dry there's nothing left to say

Just throw up your hands and wail all day

Everything is fine, you don't like it that way

Something has to die when the well runs dry

There was a dancer I used to give, by giving her cigarettes

She told me that I haven't quite hurt enough yet

So I let her do me wrong but not for very long

And I put her in the mirror and I put her in a song

When the well runs dry there's nothing left to say

Throw up your hands and wail all day

Everything's fine, you don't like it that way

And something has to die when the well runs dry

Silly little appetite, your will is getting weak

You let my mind get fattened up

Now I am quiet when I ain't suppose to speak

I speak up when I've had enough

A swinger we used to know let himself go

Played fifteen minutes of a sold out show

And everybody laughed in the aftermath

And he never came back, no he never came back

When the well runs dry there's nothing left to say

Throw up your hands and wail all day

Everything's fine but you don't like it that way

Something has to die when the well runs dry