Taylor Swift - I Can Do It With A Broken Heart

 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 primeThe lights refract sequined stars off her silhouette every nightI can show you lies (one, two, three, four)'Cause I'm a real tough kid, I can handle my shitThey said, "Babe, you gotta fake it 'til you make it" and I didLights, camera, bitch smile, even when you wanna dieHe said he'd love me all his lifeBut that life was too shortBreaking down, I hit the floorAll the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting, "More"I was grinning like I'm winning, 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 dayI'm so obsessed with him but he avoids me like the plagueI cry a lot but I am so productive, it's an artYou know you're good when you can even do itWith a broken heartI can hold my breathI've been doing it since he leftI keep finding his things in drawersCrucial evidence, I didn't imagine the whole thingI'm sure I can pass this test (one, two, three, four)'Cause I'm a real tough kid, I can handle my shitThey said, "Babe, you gotta fake it 'til you make it" and I didLights, camera, bitch smile, in stilettos for milesHe said he'd love me for all timeBut that time was quite shortBreaking down, I hit the floorAll the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting, "More"I was grinning like I'm winning, I was hitting my marks'Cause I can do it with a broken heart (one, two, three)I'm so depressed, I act like it's my birthday every dayI'm so obsessed with him but he avoids me like the plague (he avoids me)I cry a lot but I am so productive, it's an artYou know you're good when you can even do itWith a broken heartYou know you're good when you can even do itWith a broken heartYou know you're good, I'm good'Cause I'm miserableAnd nobody even knowsTry and come for my job