I Can Do It With A Broken Heart Taylor Swift

I Can Do It With A Broken Heart

Taylor Swift

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0:00 3:30
Accordatura Standard (E A D G B E)
Tempo 4/4
Tonalità: C
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Testo

[Intro]
| C | - | - | - |

[Verse 1]
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]
Am
  'Cause I'm a real tough kid
                F
I can handle my shit
They said, "Babe,
                                          C
you gotta fake it till you make it" and I did
Lights, camera, bitch, smile
Even when you wanna die
                     C/B     Am
He said he'd love me all his life
But that life was too short
                         F
Breaking down, I hit the floor
All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting
C
"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]
                    F
I'm so depressed, I act like it's my birthday,
G         C
 every day
                     F
I'm so obsessed with him, but he avoids me,
G               C
 like the plague
                 F
I cry a lot, but I am so productive,
G           C
 it's an art
                          F                 G
You know you're good when you can even do it with a broken
     C
heart

[Verse 2]
              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]
Am
  'Cause I'm a real tough kid
                F
I can handle my shit
They said, "Babe,
                                          C
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
All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting
C
"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]
                    F
I'm so depressed, I act like it's my birthday,
G         C
 every day
                     F
I'm so obsessed with him, but he avoids me,
G               C
 like the plague
                 F
I cry a lot, but I am so productive,
G           C
 it's an art
                          F                 G
You know you're good when you can even do it with a broken
     C
heart

[Outro]
                          F                 G
You know you're good when you can even do it with a broken
     C
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

Battute

[Intro]
| C | - | - | - |

[Verse 1]
| C | - | F | - |
| C | - | F | - |
| C | - | F | - |
| C | - | F | - |

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

[Chorus]
| Am - | - - | F - | - -   |
| C  - | - - | - - | - C/B |
| Am - | - - | F - | - -   |
| C  - | - - | G - | - -   |
| C  - | - - |

'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
All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting
"more"
I was grinnin' like I'm winnin'
I was hitting my marks
'Cause I can do it with a broken heart

[Post-Chorus]
        | F | G |
| C | - | F | G |
| C | - | F | G |
| C | - | F | G |
| C | - |

I'm so depressed, I act like it's my birthday,
every day
I'm so obsessed with him, but he avoids me,
like the 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

[Verse 2]
        | F | - |
| C | - | F | - |
| C | - | F | - |
| C | - | F | - |

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

[Chorus]
| Am | - | F | - |
| C  | - | - | - |
| Am | - | F | - |
| C  | - | G | - |
| C  | - |

'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 stillettos for miles
He said he'd love me for all time
But that time was quite short
Breaking down, I hit the floor
All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting
"more"
I was grinnin' like I'm winnin'
I was hitting my marks
'Cause I can do it with a broken heart

[Post-Chorus]
        | F | G |
| C | - | F | G |
| C | - | F | G |
| C | - | F | G |
| C | - |

I'm so depressed, I act like it's my birthday,
every day
I'm so obsessed with him, but he avoids me,
like the 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

[Outro]
         | F  | G |
| C  | - | F  | G |
| Bb | - | Am | - |
| F  | - | G  |

You know you're good when you can even do it with a broken
heart
You know you're good
Good
'Cause I'm miserable
And nobody even knows
Try and come for my job

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