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

I'm a danger to myself

I run from twelve

And take my rage across the county line.

But I won't let this go

Not my tomorrow

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

What you done to me

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

Wooooo...

Wooooo...

Woooooooooo...

You knew my daddy didn't like you

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...

But I won't let this go

Not my tomorrow

Don't forget your pride

It's laying in her bed of sorrow.

Watcha done to me

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

Woooooo...

Wooooo...

Woooooooooo...

Watcha done to me

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

And knock you to your knees

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