Verse 1:
C
 I can read your mind
                               G
 "She's having the time of her life

 There in her glittering prime
C
 The lights refract sequin stars off her silhouette every night"
                G
 I can show you lies

Pre-chorus:
Am                                            F
 'Cause I'm a real tough kid. I can handle my xxxx
                                                              C
 They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it till you make it", and I did
                                                    G
 "Lights, camera, xxxxx, smile, even when you wanna die."
                              Am
 He said he'd love me all his life, but that life was too short
                          F
 Breaking down, I hit the floor
                                                           C
 All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting "More!"
                                                   G
 I was grinning like I'm winning, I was hitting my marks
                                  C
 'Cause I can do it with a broken heart

Post-chorus:
                                                    G
 I'm so depressed I act like it's my birthday every day
                                                   C
 I'm so obsessed with him, but he avoids me like a plague
                                              G
 I cry a lot, but I am so productive; it's an art
                                                            C
 You know you're good when you can even do it with a broken heart

Verse 2:
C              F
 I can hold my breath
C                          F
 I've been doing it since he left
C
 I keep finding his things in drawers
         F                                         C
 Crucial evidence; I didn't imagine the whole thing I'm sure
              F
 I can pass this test

Pre-chorus:
Am                                            F
 'Cause I'm a real tough kid. I can handle my xxxx
                                                              C
 They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it till you make it", and I did
                                                G
 Lights, camera, xxxxx, smile, in stilettos for miles
                              Am
 He said he'd love me for all time, but that time was quite short
                          F
 Breaking down, I hit the floor
                                                           C
 All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting "More!"
                                                   G
 I was grinning like I'm winning, I was hitting my marks
                                  C
 'Cause I can do it with a broken heart

Post-chorus:
                                                    G
 I'm so depressed I act like it's my birthday every day
                                                   C
 I'm so obsessed with him, but he avoids me like a plague
                                              G
 I cry a lot, but I am so productive; it's an art
                                                            C
 You know you're good when you can even do it with a broken heart

Outro:
                                        F    G              C
 You know you're good when you can even do it with a broken heart
                 F     G
 You know you're good
             Bb
 You're good
Am
 'Cause I'm miserable
F
 And no one even knows!
G
 Try and come for my job
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