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