Taylor Swift – I Can Do It With A Broken Heart Chord

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 he, he, he, he, he, he
 

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 I can read your mind
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 "She's having the time 
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 of her life
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 There in her glittering prime
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 The lights refract sequin stars 
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 off her silhouette every night"
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 I can show you lies
 
 one, two, tree, four
 
 

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 'Cause I'm a real tough 
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 kid  I can handle my shit
 They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it 
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 till you make it", and I did
 "Lights, camera, bitch, smile, 
 even when you wanna die "
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 He said he'd love me all his 
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 life, but that life was too short
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 Breaking down, I hit the floor
 All the pieces of me shattered 
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 as the crowd was chanting "More!"
 I was grinning like I'm winning, 
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 I was hitting my marks
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 'Cause I can do it with a broken heart
             one,  two,  three,  four
 
 
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 I'm so depressed I act like
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 it's my birthday every day
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 I'm so obsessed with him, but
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   he avoids me like a plague
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 I cry a lot, but I am so 
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productive; it's an art
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 You know you're good when you
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   can even do it    with a 
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   broken heart

 
 

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

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 'Cause I'm a real tough kid
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  I can handle my shit
 They said, "Babe, you gotta
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 fake it till you make it", and I did
 Lights, camera, bitch, smile
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 , in stilettos for miles
 He said he'd love me for 
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 all time, but that time was quite short
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 Breaking down, I hit the floor
                                
 All the pieces of me shattered 
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 as the crowd was chanting "More!"
 I was grinning like I'm winning, 
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 I was hitting my marks
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 'Cause I can do it with a broken heart
             one,  two,  three,  four
 
 
 
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 I'm so depressed I act like
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 it's my birthday every day
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 I'm so obsessed with him, but
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   he avoids me like a plague
                  F         
 I cry a lot, but I am so pr
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oductive; it's an art
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 You know you're good when you
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   can even do it    with a broken heart
 
 

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