Open Season

Winter's the hardest time
It's stupid fuckin' cold and nothing's fine
And somehow you lose fights you didn't want to fight
And I miss the place I'm from
I haven't felt at home since (?)
Now the thought of her turns my stomach purple

But I don't miss anything that I have done or I have seen
All I miss are things I felt back when I wanted what I held

But the clouds were always crying for a reason
Everyday with her just felt like open season
And I don't know what I thought would change
But I thought a change could save us
I thought a change could save us
I thought a change could save us
But honey, you changed too much

As the weather starts to turn
Everything lost comes back and burns
Don't need jackets when memories of sin will do
Do I need to find myself
Someone like me or something else?
It would help to know what I'm looking for out here

It's been too long since I've been home
Nashville sucks, I'm never alone
Friends remind me she was mine and I thought everything was fine
But the clouds were always crying for a reason
Everyday with her just felt like open season
And I don't know what I thought would change
But I thought a change could save us
I thought a change could save us
I thought a change could save us
But honey, you changed too much
Mmm, mmm, mmmm
Mmm, mmm, mmmm
Mmm, mmm, mmmm
Mmm, mmm, mmmm