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 reflect 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, “Baby you gotta fake til’ 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 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 day
I’m so obsessed with him but he avoids me
Like a 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, “Baby you gotta fake til 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 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 day
I’m so obsessed with him but he avoids me
(He avoids me)
Like a plague

I cry a lot but
But I am so productive
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 (Haha)
Good
‘Cause I’m miserable (Haha)
And nobody even knows
Ah, try and come for my job