[C]I can read your [G]mind
[Am]She's having the time of her [F]life
[C]There in her glittering [G]prime
[Am]The lights refract sequined stars off her silhouette [F]every night
[C]I can show you [G]lies (1,2,3,4)
[C]'Cause I'm a real tough kid, I can handle my [G]shit
They said, baby, gotta fake it 'til you make it and I [Am]did
Lights, camera, bitch smile, even when you wanna [F]die
He said he'd love me all his [C]life
But that life was too short
Breaking down, I hit the [G]floor
All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting, [Am]"More"
I was grinning like I'm winning, I was hitting my [F]marks
'Cause I can do it with a broken heart
[C]I'm so depressed, I act like it's my [G]birthday every [Am]day
I'm [C]so obsessed with [G]him but he avoids me like [Am]the plague
[C]I cry a lot but I am so [G]productive, [Am]it's an art
[C]You know you're good when [G]you can even do it
With a [C]broken heart
She was a [C]menace
The baby of the family in [Dm]Lenox
Her [Bb]father screwed around like all [C]men did
Her mother took pills and played [Dm]tennis
So she waited by the stage door as the club promoter arrived
[Dm]She said, "I'd sell my [Bb]soul to have a taste of a
[C]magnificent life, that's all mine."
But that's [Dm]not what showgirls [Bb]get
They leave us for dead
[G]"Hey, thank you for the lovely bouquet
You're [F]sweeter than a peach
But [G]you don’t know the [Am]life of a showgirl, [F]babe
And you're [C]never, ever gonna
[G]Wait, the more you [Am]play the more that you pay
You're [F]softer than a kitten so
[G]You don’t know the [Am]life of a showgirl, [F]babe
And you're [C]never gonna wanna"
I [G]took her pearls of wisdom, hung them from my neck
[C] I paid my dues with every bruise, I knew what to [G]expect
Do you wanna take a skate on the ice inside my veins?
[C]They ripped me off like false lashes and then threw me [G]away
And all the headshots on the
walls of the [C]dance hall are of the bitches
Who wish I’d [G]hurry up and [C]die
But, I’m [C]immortal now, baby dolls
I [Dm]couldn't if I tried
[C]'Cause I'm a real tough kid, I can handle my [G]shit
They said, baby, gotta fake it 'til you make it and I [Am]did
Lights, camera, bitch smile, in stilettos for [F]miles
He said he'd love me for all [C]time
But that time was quite short
Breaking down, I hit the [G]floor
All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting, [Am]"More"
I was grinning like I'm winning, I was hitting my [F]marks
'Cause I can do it with a broken heart
So I [G]say "Thank you for the lovely [Am]bouquet
I’m [F]married to the hustle
And [G]now I know the life of a showgirl, [Am]babe
And I'll [F]never know another
[G]Pain hidden by the lipstick and [Am]lace
[F]Sequins are forever and [G]now I
know the life of a showgirl, [Am]babe
Wouldn't [F]have it any other [G]way"
[G]You know you're good,[Am] I'm good
'Cause I'm [F]miserable
[C]And no one even [G]knows[Am] [F]
Try to come for my job
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