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I Can Do It With a Broken Heart - The Tortured Poets Department
I was grinnin' like I'm winnin', I was hitting my marks
'Cause I can do it with a broken heart (one, two, three)
I'm so depressed, I act like it's my birthday every day
I Can Do It With a Broken Heart - The Tortured Poets Department
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 Can Do It With a Broken Heart - The Tortured Poets Department
I was grinnin' like I'm winnin', 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 Can Do It With a Broken Heart - The Tortured Poets Department
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
You know you're good when you can even do it with a broken heart
I Can Do It With a Broken Heart - The Tortured Poets Department
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, and I'm good
The Alchemy - The Tortured Poets Department
Baby, I'm the one to beat
'Cause the sign on your heart said it's still reserved for me
Honestly, who are we to fight thе alchemy?
The Alchemy - The Tortured Poets Department
Baby, I'm the one to beat
'Cause the sign on your heart said it's still reserved for me
Honestly, who are we to fight the alchemy?
The Alchemy - The Tortured Poets Department
He jokes that it's heroin, but this time with an E
'Cause the sign on your heart said it's still reserved for me
Honestly, who are we to fight the alchemy?
The Albatross - The Tortured Poets Department
They tried to warn him about her
Cross your thoughtless heart
Only liquor anoints you
The Albatross - The Tortured Poets Department
And they tried to warn you about me
Cross your thoughtless heart
Only liquor anoints you
The Albatross - The Tortured Poets Department
And I tried to warn you about them
So I crossed my thoughtless heart
Spread my wings like a parachute
The Albatross - The Tortured Poets Department
This terrible danger (ah-ah-ah-ah)
So cross your thoughtless heart (ah-ah-ah-ah)
She's the albatross (ah-ah-ah-ah)
Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus - The Tortured Poets Department
And you just watched it happen
If you wanna break my cold, cold heart
Just say: I loved you the way that you were
Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus - The Tortured Poets Department
And you just watched it
If you wanna break my cold, cold heart
Just say: I loved you the way that you were
Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus - The Tortured Poets Department
It just didn't happen
So if you wanna break my cold, cold heart
Say you loved me
The Black Dog - The Tortured Poets Department
Into some bar called The Black Dog
And pierce new holes in my heart
You forgot to turn it off
The Black Dog - The Tortured Poets Department
Old habits die screaming
I move through the world with a heart broken
My longing state unspoken
My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys - The Tortured Poets Department
'Cause he took me out of my box (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Stole my tortured heart (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Left all these broken parts (oh-oh)
The Manuscript - The Tortured Poets Department
They compared their licenses, he said: I'm not a donor, but
I'd give you my heart if you needed it
She rolled her eyes and said: You're a professional
My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys First Draft Phone Memo - The Tortured Poets Department
Left all these broken parts
And kept my tortured heart
And told me I'm better off
The Tortured Poets Department - The Tortured Poets Department
And put it on the one people put wedding rings on
And that's the closest I've come to my heart exploding
Who's gonna hold you? (Who?) Me
But Daddy I Love Him - The Tortured Poets Department
Sanctimoniously performing soliloquies I'll never see
Thinking it can change the beat of my heart when he touches me
And counteract the chemistry and undo the destiny
I Can Fix Him No Really I Can - The Tortured Poets Department
The dopamine races through his brain on a six-lane Texas highway
His hands, so calloused from his pistol, softly traces hearts on my face
And I could see it from a mile away
The Bolter - The Tortured Poets Department
That the chariot is waitin'
Hearts are hers for the breakin'
There's an escape in escaping
You're Losing Me - Midnights
I can't find a pulse
My heart won't start anymore
For you
You're Losing Me - Midnights
'Cause you're losing me
My heart won't start anymore (stop, 'cause you're losing me)
My heart won't start anymore (stop, 'cause you're losing me)
You're Losing Me - Midnights
My heart won't start anymore (stop, 'cause you're losing me)
My heart won't start anymore (stop, 'cause you're losing me)
How long could we be a sad song?