Intro: C.    (he, he, he, he, he, he)

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I can read your mind
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"She's having the time of her life
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There in her glittering prime. The lights refract sequin stars off her silhouette
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Every night". I can show you lies

(one, two, three, four)

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'Cause I'm a real tough kid. I can handle my
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shit. They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it till you make it", and I
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did. "Lights, camera, bitch, smile, even when you wanna
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die."  He said he'd love me all his
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life, but that life was too short.  Breaking down, I hit the
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floor. All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting
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"More!"  I was grinning like I'm winning, I was hitting my
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marks. 'Cause I can do it with a broken
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heart.  (one, two, three, four)

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I'm so depressed I act like it's my birthday every day
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I'm so obsessed with him, but he avoids me like the plague
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I cry a lot, but I am so productive; it's an art
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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

(one, two, three, four)

PreChours

(one, two, three, four)

Chorus

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You know you're good when you can even do it .. with a broken heart
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You know you're good
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And I'm good
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  'Cause I'm miserable
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And no one even knows!
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Try and come for my job