I can read your mindShe's having the time of her lifeThere in her glittering primeThe lights reflect sequined starsOff her silhouette every nightI can show you liesIf I'm a real tough kidI can handle my *They said, baby, gotta fake itTill you make itAnd I didI used a camera, bitch, smileEven when you wanna dieHe said he loved me all his lifeBut that life was too shortWaking down, I hit the floorAll the pieces of me shatteredAs the crowd was chanting moreI was grinning like I'm winningI was hitting my markCause I can do it with a broken heartI'm so depressedI act like it's my birthdayEvery dayI'm so obsessed with himBut he avoids meLike a plagueI cry a lotBut I am so productiveIt's an artYou know you're goodWhen you're goodYou can do itWith a broken heartI can hold my breathI've been doing it since he leftI keep finding these things in drawersCrucial evidenceI didn't imagineThe whole thingI've been doingI'm sureI can pass this testOne, two, threeCause I'm a real tough kidI can handle my *They said, baby, gotta fake itTill you make itAnd I didI used a camera, bitch, smileInsta-letters for milesHe said he loved me for all timeBut that time was quite shortWaking down, I hit the floorAll the pieces of me shatteredAs the crowd was chanting moreI was grinning like I'm winningI was hitting my marksCause I can do it with a broken heartI'm so depressedI act like it's my birthdayEvery dayI'm so upset with himBut he avoids meLike a plagueI cry a lotBut I am so productiveIt's an artYou know you're good when you can't even do itWith a broken heart