Bellyache - Billie Eilish, Marian Hill

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

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

Thought that I'd feel better

But now I got a bellyache

Maybe it's in the–

Maybe it's in the gutter (the gutter)

Maybe it's in the–

Maybe it's in the gutter (the gutter)

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

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

Thought that I'd feel better

But now I got a bellyache

Maybe it's in the– (and now I got a–)

Maybe it's in the gutter (the gutter)

Maybe it's in the– (and now I got a–)

Maybe it's in the gutter (the gutter)

Maybe it's in the gutter

Where I left my lover

What an expensive fake

My V is for Vendetta

Thought that I'd feel better

But now I got a bellyache

Maybe it's in the–

Maybe it's in the gutter (the gutter)

Maybe it's in the

Maybe it's in the gutter (the gutter, the gutter)

Maybe it's in the gutter

Where I left my lover

What an expensive fake

My V is for Vendetta

Thought that I'd feel better

But now I got a bellyache