Boomerang - Live

If I shoot him in the stomach

Then he's hurting on my dime

And if I shoot him in the head

Then he's dead and he's livin' on my mind

My reflection in the mirror

Her perfection in his eyes, eyes

I'm a danger to myself

I run from twelve and take my rage across the county line

Oh, oh, oh

But I won't let this go

No not tomorrow

Don't forget your pride, it's laying in her bed of sorrow

What you, what you done to me

I swear to you it's gonna come back like a boomerang

Woo-woo

Woo-woo

Woo, woo-woo

You knew my daddy didn't like you, no

From the moment you two met

He knew too well, you would drag me through Hell

And never come back for the baby we'd regret

Oh, oh, oh

But I won't let this go

No not tomorrow

Don't forget your pride

It's laying in her bed of sorrow

What you, what you done to me

I swear to you it's gonna come back like a boomerang

Woo-woo

Woo-woo

Woo, woo-woo

What you done to me baby

Baby what you done to me

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