Billie Eilish —
Bellyache

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± Темп (BPM): ♩ = 100 ударов в минуту

Lyrics and Music by Billie Eilish Pirate Baird O’Connell and Finneas O’Connell

D Hm
Mind,
 F#m
Mind.

Instrumental: D | Hm | F#m | F#m

D
Sitting all alone,
Hm
Mouth full of gum,
       F#m
In the driveway.
   D
My friends aren’t far,
       Hm
In the back of my car
          F#m
Lay their bodies.

              D Hm
   Where’s my mind?
              F#m
   Where’s my mind?

        D
They’ll be here pretty soon,
Hm
Looking through my room
        F#m
For the money.
    D
I’m biting my nails.
        Hm
I’m too young to go to jail.
          F#m
It’s kinda funny.

              D Hm
   Where’s my mind?
              F#m
   Where’s my mind?
              D Hm
   Where’s my mind?
              F#m
   Where’s my mind?

Chorus:
                       D
     Maybe it’s in the gutter
                     Hm
     Where I left my lover.
                      F#m
     What an expensive fate!
                    D
     My V is for Vendetta.
                           Hm
     Thought that I’d feel better,
                          F#m
     But now I got a bellyache.

(Mind.)

D
Everything I do,
    Hm
The way I wear my noose
       F#m
Like a necklace.
  D
I wanna make ‘em scared,
       Hm
Like I could be anywhere,
         F#m
Like I’m reckless.

             D Hm
   I lost my mind.
           F#m
   I don’t mind.
              D Hm
   Where’s my mind?
              F#m
   Where’s my mind?

Chorus:
                       D
     Maybe it’s in the gutter
                     Hm
     Where I left my lover.
                      F#m
     What an expensive fate!
                    D
     My V is for Vendetta.
                           Hm
     Thought that I’d feel better,
                          F#m
     But now I got a bellyache.

      F#m
     (Bellyache, bellyache, bellyache,
      Bellyache, bellyache, bellyache.)

                       D
     Maybe it’s in the gutter
                     Hm
     Where I left my lover.
                      F#m
     What an expensive fate!
                    D
     My V is for Vendetta.
                           Hm
     Thought that I’d feel better,
     But now I got a bellyache.