* means hold chord [Intro] C (he, he, he, he, he, he) [Verse 1] C F I can read your mind C F "She's having the time of her life C There in her glittering prime F C The lights refract sequin stars off her silhouette every night" F I can show you lies (one, two, tree, four) [Pre-Chorus] Am F 'Cause I'm a real tough kid. I can handle my shit C They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it till you make it", and I did "Lights, camera, bitch, smile, even when you wanna die." G 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 G* C 'Cause I can do it with a broken heart (one, two, three, four) [Post-Chorus] F G C I'm so depressed I act like it's my birthday every day F G C I'm so obsessed with him, but he avoids me like a plague F G C I cry a lot, but I am so productive; it's an art F G 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 (one, two, three, four) [Pre-Chorus] Am F 'Cause I'm a real tough kid. I can handle my shit C They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it till you make it", and I did G* Lights, camera, bitch, 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 G* C 'Cause I can do it with a broken heart (one, two, three, four) [Post-Chorus] F G C I'm so depressed I act like it's my birthday every day F G C I'm so obsessed with him, but he avoids me like a plague F G C I cry a lot, but I am so productive; it's an art F G 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 Gm You're good Am 'Cause I'm miserable F G And no one even knows! G* Try and come for my job