| Difficulty: | beginner |
|---|---|
| Tuning: | E A D G B E |
| Key: | C |
| Capo: | no capo |
Intro
C
(he, he, he, he, he, he)
Verse 1
C
I can read your
F
mind
C
“She’s having the time of her
F
life
C
There in her glittering primeThe
F
lights refract sequin stars off her silhouette every
C
night”I can show you
F
lies
(one, two, tree, four)
Pre-Chorus
Am
‘Cause I’m a real tough kid. I can handle my
F
shitThey said, “Babe, you gotta fake it till you make it”, and I
C
did
“Lights, camera, bitch, smile, even when you wanna die.”He said he’d love me
G
all his
Am
life, but that life was too shortBreaking down, I hit the
F
floorAll the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting
C
“More!”I was grinning like I’m winning, I was hitting my
G
marks‘Cause I can
G*
do it with a broken
C
heart(one, two, three, four)
Post-Chorus
I’m so depressed I
F
act like it’s my
G
birthday every
C
dayI’m so obsessed with
F
him, but he avoids
G
me like a
C
plagueI cry a lot, but
F
I am so
G
productive; it’s an
C
artYou know you’re good when
F
you can even do it
G
.. with a broken
C
heart
Verse 2
C
I can hold my
F
breath
C
I’ve been doing it since
F
he
left
C
I keep finding his things in drawersCrucial
F
evidence; I didn’t imagine the whole thing
C
I’m sureI can pass this
F
test
(one, two, three, four)
Pre-Chorus
Am
‘Cause I’m a real tough kid. I can handle my
F
shitThey said, “Babe, you gotta fake it till you make it”, and I
C
didLights, camera, bitch, smile, in stilettos for
G*
milesHe said he’d love me for all
Am
time, but that time was quite shortBreaking down, I hit the
F
floorAll the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting
C
“More!”I was grinning like I’m winning, I was hitting my
G
marks‘Cause I can
G*
do it with a broken
C
heart(one, two, three, four)
Post-Chorus
I’m so depressed I
F
act like it’s my
G
birthday every
C
dayI’m so obsessed with
F
him, but he avoids
G
me like a
C
plagueI cry a lot, but
F
I am so
G
productive; it’s an
C
artYou know you’re good when
F
you can even do it
G
.. with a broken
C
heart
Outro
You know you’re good when
F
you can even do it
G
.. with a broken
C
heartYou know you’re
F
good
G
You’re good
Gm
Am
‘Cause I’m miserableAnd
F
no one even knows!
G
Try and come for my job
G*
These known chords are used in this song.
