I Can Do It With A Broken Heart - Taylor Swift, ukulele chords

Published: 2024-04-22 14:53
Selection chords: Sarah Harris

Verse:
C
 I can read your mind
                               G
 "Sheʼs having the time of her life

 There in her glittering prime
C
 The lights refract sequin stars off her silhouette every night"
                G
 I can show you lies

Pre-chorus:
Am                                            F
 ʼCause Iʼm 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, even when you wanna die."
                              Am
 He said heʼd 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 Iʼm winning, I was hitting my marks
                                  C
 ʼCause I can Do it with a broken heart

Chorus:
                                                    G
 Iʼm so depressed I act like itʼs my birthday every day
                                                   C
 Iʼm so obsessed with him, but he avoids me like a plague
                                              G
 I cry a lot, but I Am so productive; itʼs an art
                                                            C
 You know youʼre good when you can even Do it with a broken heart

Verse:
C              F
 I can hold my breath
C                          F
 Iʼve been doing it since he left
C
 I keep finding his things in drawers
         F                                         C
 Crucial evidence; I didnʼt imagine the whole thing Iʼm sure
              F
 I can pass this test

Pre-chorus:
Am                                            F
 ʼCause Iʼm 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 heʼd 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 Iʼm winning, I was hitting my marks
                                  C
 ʼCause I can Do it with a broken heart

Chorus:
                                                    G
 Iʼm so depressed I act like itʼs my birthday every day
                                                   C
 Iʼm so obsessed with him, but he avoids me like a plague
                                              G
 I cry a lot, but I Am so productive; itʼs an art
                                                            C
 You know youʼre good when you can even Do it with a broken heart

Outro:
                                        F    G              C
 You know youʼre good when you can even Do it with a broken heart
                 F     G
 You know youʼre good
             Bb
 Youʼre good
Am
 ʼCause Iʼm miserable
F
 And no one even knows!
G
 Try and come for my job