Here's to the corners yet to turn Here's to the bridges yet to burn Here's to the whole thing blown apart It's open season on my heart Days go by like flying bricks Leave gaping holes too deep to fix I'd just stay home if I were smart It's open season on my heart I can't blame anyone but me For this restless fool I've come to be My tired excuses just don't fit It don't look good from where I sit I've tried to change without much luck I reach a point where I get stuck I hit the streets and the fireworks start It's open season on my heart sponsored links I can't be something that I'm not I can't give you what I haven't got I don't know where or why or when I only know the shape I'm in So here's to the clown down in the mouth Here's to the whole thing going south I'd just stay home if I were smart It's open season on my heart I hit the streets and the fireworks start It's open season on my heart