Dear John, so begins a famous old story
Goodbye, au-revoir, thanks for the memory.
Keep it short and sweet if you really care.

D-I-Vor-C-E can be so hurtful,
It makes public property of things that are personal.
All the friends and family get their share.

Ink is black, as black as night,
Black as thoughts that shun the light.
Truth will out and maybe then
You'll put down that poison pen. (That poison pen)

Everyone enjoys sharing a rumour
But when it's aimed at you it loses its humour.
Sometimes words so innocent cut so deep.

Ink is black, as black as night,
Black as thoughts that shun the light.
Truth will out and maybe then
You'll put down that poison pen.
(That poison pen)
(That poison pen)

Everybody's telling me, talk is cheap
Sometimes words so innocent, cut so deep (Cut so deep)
(They cut so deep, so deep)

Ink is black (Ink is black), as black as night, (as black as night)
Black as thoughts (Black as thoughts)
That shun the light. (That shun the light)
Ink is black, as black as night,
Black as thoughts that shun the light.
Truth will out and maybe then
You'll put down that poison pen. (Poison pen)
(That poison pen)
(That poison pen)
(Poison pen)

Black as night, as black as coal,
Black as thoughts that cast a shadow
Right across my soul.
I thought that you were my friend
'til you picked up that poison pen. (That poison pen, yeah)

Poison.