I Can Do It With A Broken Heart - Taylor Swift | Guitar Chords

[Intro]
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C

[Verse 1]
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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

[Chorus (1)]
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Am
  'Cause I'm a real tough kid
                F
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
                     Cmaj7   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"
I was grinnin' like I'm winnin'
                 G
I was hitting my marks
                                 C
'Cause I can do it with a broken heart

[Post-Chorus]
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                    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 the 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]
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              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
Crucial evidence, I didn't imagine the whole thing
   C                    F
I'm sure I can pass this test

[Chorus (2)]
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Am
  'Cause I'm a real tough kid
                F
I can handle my shit
                                                            C
They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it till you make it" and I did
Lights, camera, bitch, smile
In stillettos 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"
I was grinnin' like I'm winnin'
                 G
I was hitting my marks
                                 C
'Cause I can do it with a broken heart



[Outro]
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                          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
Good
Bb Am
     'Cause I'm miserable
    F                G
And nobody even knows
Try and come for my job