I Can Do It With A Broken Heart chords by Taylor Swift

• Difficulty: Beginner

🎸 Intro:

 C
 (he, he, he, he, he, he)

🎸 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

 (one, two, tree, four)


🎸 Pre-Chorus:
Am                                            F
 'Cause I'm a real tough kid. I can handle my shit
                                                              C
 They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it till you make it", and I did

 "Lights, camera, bitch, smile, even when you wanna die."
                      G       Am
 He said he'd love me all his life, but that life was too short
                          F
 Breaking down, I hit the floor
                                                           C
 All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting "More!"
                                                   G
 I was grinning like I'm winning, I was hitting my marks
              G*                  C
 'Cause I can do it with a broken heart
             (one
two
three
four)

🎸 Post-Chorus:
                    F                G              C
 I'm so depressed I act like it's my birthday every day
                      F                   G        C
 I'm so obsessed with him, but he avoids me like a plague
                  F             G             C
 I cry a lot, but I am so productive; it's an art
                           F                  G                C
 You know you're good when you can even do it    with a broken heart


🎸 Verse 2:
C              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                                         C
 Crucial evidence; I didn't imagine the whole thing I'm sure
                F
 I can pass this test

 (one, two, three, four)


🎸 Pre-Chorus:
Am                                            F
 'Cause I'm a real tough kid. I can handle my shit
                                                              C
 They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it till you make it", and I did
                                                G*
 Lights, camera, bitch, smile, in stilettos 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
                                                           C
 All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting "More!"
                                                   G
 I was grinning like I'm winning, I was hitting my marks
              G*                  C
 'Cause I can do it with a broken heart
             (one
two
three
four)


🎸 Post-Chorus:
                    F                G              C
 I'm so depressed I act like it's my birthday every day
                      F                   G        C
 I'm so obsessed with him, but he avoids me like a plague
                  F             G             C
 I cry a lot, but I am so productive; it's an art
                           F                  G                C
 You know you're good when you can even do it    with a broken heart


🎸 Outro:
                           F                  G                C
 You know you're good when you can even do it    with a broken heart
                 F     G
 You know you're good
             Gm
 You're good
Am
 'Cause I'm miserable
     F                   G
 And no one even knows!
                       G*
 Try and come for my job


🏷Legend: * = hold chord