I've been run down
I've been lied to
I don't know why,
I let that mean woman make me a fool
She took all my money
wrecks my new car
now she's with one of my good time buddies
they're drinkin' in some cross town bar

sometimes I feel
sometimes I feel
like I've been tied
to the whipping post
tied to the whipping post
tied to the whipping post
good lord I feel like I'm dyin'

My friends tell me
that I've been such a fool
and I have to stand down and take it babe,
All for lovin' you
I drown myself in sorrow
As I look at what you've done
nothin' seems to change
bad times stay the same
and I can't run

sometimes I feel
sometimes I feel
like I've been tied
to the whipping post
tied to the whipping post
tied to the whipping post
good lord I feel like I'm dyin'



I had a different song in mind for my new thread, but as with all MLC situations, things change quickly.

Things are what they are.

The good news is that eventually we see that we don't have to be tied to that whipping post anymore, the knots are in our hands.

I'm through with that crap.

Things will be what they will be.

I'm doing damn fine either way.

Last edited by Punktmann; 01/12/08 03:28 AM.

These are my friends now!

But someday baby...
You ain't worry my life anymore

Take away, take away what I don't need, save the good part please. Fade away, fade away.