I Can Do It With A Broken Heart

I can read your mind
She’s having the time of her life
There in her glittering prime
The lights refract sequin stars off her silhouette every night
I can show you lies
(One, two, three, four)

‘Cause I’m a real tough kid
I can handle my shit
They said, “Babe, you gotta fake it ‘till you make it” and I did
Lights, camera, bitch, smile
Even when you wanna die
He said he’d love me all his life
But that life was too short
Breaking down, I hit the floor
All the piеces of me shatterеd as the crowd was chanting, “more!”
I was grinnin’ like I’m winnin’
I was hitting my marks
‘Cause I can do it with a broken heart
(One, two, three, four)

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I’m so depressed, I act like it’s my birthday, every day
I’m so obsessed with him, but he avoids me, like the plague
I cry a lot, but I am so productive, it’s an art
You know you’re good when you can even do it with a broken heart

I can hold my breath
I’ve been doing it since he left
I keep finding his things in drawers
Crucial evidence, I didn’t imagine the whole thing
I’m sure I can pass this test
(One, two, three, four)

‘Cause I’m a real tough kid
I can handle my shit
They said, “Babe, you gotta fake it ‘till you make it” and I did
Lights, camera, bitch, smile
In stilettos for miles
He said he’d love me for all time
But that time was quite short
Breaking down, I hit the floor
All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting “more!”
I was grinnin’ like I’m winnin’
I was hitting my marks
‘Cause I can do it with a broken heart
(One, two, three, four)

I’m so depressed, I act like it’s my birthday, every day
I’m so obsessed with him, but he avoids me, like the plague (He avoids me like the plague)
I cry a lot, but I am so productive, it’s an art (It’s an art)
You know you’re good when you can even do it with a broken heart

You know you’re good when you can even do it with a broken heart
You know you’re good
Good
‘Cause I’m miserable (Haha)
And nobody even knows
Try and come for my job