I Can Do It With a Broken Heart – clean

I can read your mind
“she’s having the time of her life.”
There in her glittering prime
the lights refract sequined stars off her silhouette every night.
I can show you lies…

‘Cause I’m a real tough kid, I climb outta the pit.
They said, “babe, you gotta fake it ’til you make it” and I did.
Lights, camera, still smile, even when you wanna cry.
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.

I’m so depressed, I act like it’s my birthday every day.
I’m so obsessed with him but he avoids me like the 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.

‘Cause I’m a real tough kid, I climb outta the pit.
They said, “babe, you gotta fake it ’til you make it” and I did.
Lights, camera, still smile, even when you wanna cry.
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.

I’m so depressed, I act like it’s my birthday every day.
I’m so obsessed with him but he avoids me like the 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.

You know you’re good when you can even do it with a broken heart.
You know you’re good,
I’m good
‘Cause I’m miserable
and nobody even knows.
Try and come for my job…