Whipping Post

I've been run down
 I've been lied to
 And I don't know why
 I let that mean woman make me a fool
 She took all my money
 Wrecked my new car
 Now she's with one of my good time buddies
 They're drinkin' in some crosstown 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
 But nothin' seems to change
 The 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'
 ♪
 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'