Bellyache
Sittin' all alone
Mouth full of gum
In the driveway
My friends aren't far
In the back of my car
Lay their bodies
Where's my mind?
Where's my mind?
They'll be here pretty soon
Lookin' through my room
For the money
I'm bitin' my nails
I'm too young to go to jail
It's kinda funny
Where's my mind?
Where's my mind?
Where's my mind?
Where's my mind?
Maybe it's in the gutter
Where I left my lover
What an expensive fake
My V is for Vendetta
I thought that I'd feel better
But now I got a bellyache
Everything I do
The way I wear my noose
Like a necklace
I wanna get 'em scared
Like I could be anywhere
Like I'm reckless
I lost my mind
I don't mind
Where's my mind?
Where's my mind?
Maybe it's in the gutter
Where I left my lover
What an expensive fake
My V is for Vendetta
I thought that I'd feel better
But now I got a bellyache
Oh, maybe it's in the gutter
Where I left my lover
What an expensive fake
My V is for Vendetta
I thought that I'd feel better
But now I got a bellyache
Uh uh uh mind
Where, where, where, where's my mind?
Ooh my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my mind
Uh where's my mind?
Uh my, my, my, my mind
Writer/s: Billie Eilish O'Connell, Finneas Baird O'Connell
