Released: September 20, 2019
Songwriter: Billie Eilish FINNEAS
Producer: Roberto Pollo
[Verse 1]
Sittin' all alone
Mouth full of gum
In the driveway
My friends aren't far
In the back of my car
Lay their bodies
[Pre-Chorus]
Where's my mind?
Where's my mind?
[Verse 2]
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
[Pre-Chorus]
Where's my mind?
Where's my mind?
Where's my mind?
Where's my mind?
[Chorus]
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
(Mind)
[Verse 3]
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
[Pre-Chorus]
I lost my mind
I don't mind
Where's my mind?
Where's my mind?
[Chorus]
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
Oh, 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
Sittin' all alone
Mouth full of gum
In the driveway
My friends aren't far
In the back of my car
Lay their bodies
[Pre-Chorus]
Where's my mind?
Where's my mind?
[Verse 2]
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
[Pre-Chorus]
Where's my mind?
Where's my mind?
Where's my mind?
Where's my mind?
[Chorus]
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
(Mind)
[Verse 3]
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
[Pre-Chorus]
I lost my mind
I don't mind
Where's my mind?
Where's my mind?
[Chorus]
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
Oh, 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