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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