LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeOpen Season On My Heart
Here's to the corners yet to turnHere's to the bridges yet to burnHere's to the whole thing blown apartIt's open season on my heartDays go by like flying bricksLeave gaping holes too deep to fixI'd stay home if I were smartIt's open season on my heartI can't blame anyone but meFor the reckless fool I've come to beMy tired excuses just don't fitIt don't look good from where I sitI've tried to change without much luckI reach a point where I get stuckI hit the streets the fireworks startIt's open season on my heartI can't be something that I'm notI can't give the things I haven't gotI don't know where or what or whenI only know the shape I'm inHere's to the clown down in the mouthHere's to the whole thing going southMy own true love turned poison dartIt's open season on my heartHere's turning heartaches into artHere's to where target practice startsI hit the street the fireworks start
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