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; 01/12/0803:28 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.