These are I Can Do It With A Broken Heart chords by Taylor Swift on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar, and Keyboard.
[Intro]
C
(he, he, he, he,
he, he)
[Verse 1]
C F
I can read your mind
C
"She's having the time
F
of her life
C
There in her
glittering prime
F
The lights refract sequin
stars off her silhouette
C
every night"
F
I can show you lies
(one, two, tree, four)
[Pre-Chorus]
Am
'Cause I'm a real
tough kid.
F
I can handle my shit
They said, "Babe,
you gotta
fake it till
you make it",
C
and I did
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"Lights, camera, bitch,
smile, even when you
wanna die."
G
He said he'd love me all
Am
his life, but that life
was too short
Breaking down,
F
I hit the floor
All the pieces of me
shattered as the crowd
C
was chanting "More!"
I was grinning like
I'm winning, I was
G
hitting my marks
G
'Cause I can do it
C
with a broken heart
(one, two, three, four)
[Post-Chorus]
F
I'm so depressed I act
G C
like it's my birthday every day
F
I'm so obsessed with him,
G C
but he avoids me like a plague
F
I cry a lot, but I am
G C
so productive; it's an art
You know you're good when
F
you can even do it
G C
with a broken heart
[Verse 2]
C F
I can hold my breath
C
I've been doing it
F
since he left
C
I keep finding his
things in drawers
F
Crucial evidence;
I didn't imagine the
C
whole thing I'm sure
F
I can pass this test
(one, two, three, four)
[Pre-Chorus]
Am
'Cause I'm a real tough
F
kid. I can handle my shit
They said, "Babe,
you gotta fake it till
C
you make it", and I did
Lights, camera, bitch,
smile, in stilettos
G
for miles
He said he'd love me
Am
for all time, but that
time was quite short
Breaking down,
F
I hit the floor
All the pieces of me
shattered as the crowd
C
was chanting "More!"
I was grinning like
I'm winning, I was
G
hitting my marks
G
'Cause I can do it
C
with a broken heart
(one, two, three, four)
[Post-Chorus]
F
I'm so depressed I act
G
like it's my birthday
C
every day
F
I'm so obsessed with him,
G
but he avoids me like
C
a plague
F
I cry a lot, but I am
G C
so productive; it's an art
You know you're good
F
when you can even do it
G C
with a broken heart
[Outro]
You know you're good
F
when you can even do it
G C
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