Artist: Taylor Swift
he, he, he, he, he, he
I can read your mind
"She's having the time
of her life
There in her glittering prime
The lights refract sequin stars
off her silhouette every night"
I can show you lies
one, two, tree, four
'Cause I'm a real tough
kid I can handle my shit
They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it
till you make it", and I did
"Lights, camera, bitch, smile,
even when you wanna die "
He said he'd love me all his
life, but that life was too short
Breaking down, I hit the floor
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
one, two, three, four
I'm so depressed I act like
it's my birthday every day
I'm so obsessed with him, but
he avoids me like a 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
one, two, three, four
'Cause I'm a real tough kid
I can handle my shit
They said, "Babe, you gotta
fake it till you make it", and I did
Lights, camera, bitch, smile
, in stilettos for miles
He said he'd love me for
all time, but that time was quite short
Breaking down, I hit the floor
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
one, two, three, four
I'm so depressed I act like
it's my birthday every day
I'm so obsessed with him, but
he avoids me like a plague
I cry a lot, but I am so pr
oductive; 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
You're good
'Cause I'm miserable
Try ande for my job

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