Open Season On My Heart - Tim McGraw

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

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