Open Season On My Heart

Tim McGraw

I can't blame anyone but me
This reckless 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 reached the 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 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
My own true love's turned poison dart
It's open season on my heart
Izvajalec: Tim McGraw