F C Here's to the corners yet to turn Bb Gm Here's to the bridges yet to burn Bb Gm Here's to the whole thing blown apart Bb C F It's open season on my heart F C The days go by like flying bricks Bb Gm Leave gaping holes too deep to fix Bb Gm I'd just stay home if I were smart Bb C F It's open season on my heart Bb Gm F I can't blame anyone but me C Gm F This reckless fool I've come to be Bm C My tired excuses just don't fit Bb C It don't look good from where I sit Bb F I've tried to change without much luck Bb F I reached the point where I get stuck Bb C I hit the streets and the fireworks start Bb C F It's open season on my heart Bb G F I can't be something that I'm not C G F I can't give what I haven't got Bb C I don't know where or why or when Bb C I only know the shape I'm in F C So here's to the clown down in the mouth Bb Gm Here's to the whole thing going south Bb Gm My own true love's turned poison dart Bb C F It's open season on my heart Bb Gm Here's turning heartaches into art Bb C F It's open season on my heart
