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