Tom: F
Introdução:
D D7M
Here's to the corners yet to turn
G Gm
Here's to the bridges yet to burn
D E
Here's to the whole thing blown apart
G A D
It's open season on my heart
D D7M
The days go by like flying bricks
G Gm
Leave gaping holes too deep to fix
D E
I'd just stay home if I were smart
G A D
It's open season on my heart
G F#m
I can't blame anyone but me
A D
This reckless fool I've come to be
G F#m
My tired excuses just don't fit
Em A
It don't look good from where I sit
D D7M
I've tried to change without much luck
G Gm
I reached the point where I get stuck
D E
I hit the streets and the fireworks start
G A D
It's open season on my heart
G F#m
I can't be something that I'm not
A D
I can't give what I haven't got
G F#m
I don't know where or why or when
Em A
I only know the shape I'm in
D D7M
So here's to the clown down in the mouth
G Gm
Here's to the whole thing going south
D E
My own true love's turned poison dart
G A D
It's open season on my heart
D E
Here's turning heartaches into art
G A D
It's open season on my heart